<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e2/White_dragon_by_diejodis-d3g9r0k.jpg)</div><strong>Wintersong</strong><br/><br/>Feet falling lightly as snowflakes, Wintersong danced through the council chambers up to the others.  Wearing little more than a few pale pink dancer’s ribbons and a golden bikini, the svelte snow-white girl’s silken skin was textured from bellow by ever hardening draconic scales.<br/><br/>With an elegent bow to the illustrious councilwoman, the cold drake spoke softly, “I am Wintersong.  In obedience to ancient law, I come to answer the council’s call.”<br/><br/>