<span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="color: #800080">"Arkum!" she shouted </span></span><br/>A powerful cold wind blew from behind her,  and large dark shadow passed over her. Another gust of wind came only this time instead of buffeting only her clothes and her hair, it came at her like terrible gale that blasted her off the edge of the roof and sent her plummeting to her deathâ€¦ It was then the shadow of a winged creature appeared descending down toward her. In seconds before she was dashed to pieces,  she was snatched up by the enormous talons and that rapped around her arms and she was plucked out of the air,  like a rabbit being taken by a bird of prey.<br/><br/>However it was no bird, the creatures lustrous pearl white scales shimmered in the star light.  At trail Misty white fog evaporated of the wings tips and his tail as he shot through the sky like a comet. Then with out warning, the magnificent white frost dragon twisted and barrel rolled flinging Rozolin up into the  air!  And back then suddenly back flipped letting Rozolin land onto his back so that she could hand onto his graceful swanlike neck. For a dragons he was not at all that big being only the size of a draft horse. Also his scales, were not hard, but rather soft to the touch as he was still quite young. Instead of a spikes running over his head and neck, the frost dragon had long flowing warm white mainâ€¦ would likely keep her hands warm and provide something else to hang onto as the dragon raced over the tree tops â€¦freezing the whomping willow in mid whomp! with a blast of icy fog from its breathâ€¦<br/><br/>Soon the dragon doze downward beneath the twist canopy of the black forest and began freeze the spider webs in his path as zig zagged in and out of the ancient trees. Until finally it found its way into a massive peaceful clearing of rolling green grass where he promptly flopped down into rather roughly sending Rozolyn catapulting head over heels into the soft rolling green grassâ€¦ likely staining her clothes but causing no real harm.<br/><br/>Arkum's distinct large stormy grey  eyes gazed down at her with his head cocked the side like a curious bird looking for warms, and then licked her, temporarily his saliva  freezing her hair up in a long pointed spiky strip.