Power: As far as I can tell, there's no evidence for this pairing, but what the hell, I like it . This is a very short one off set during AHT. Enjoy.
Icy Wilderness; Ice Citadel
The blue gnorc shivered in his brown fur coat as he approached the large red dragon overseeing the plantation of a Dark Gem. The dragon noticed him approaching and turned to face him. "What is it"
The gnorc addressed and spoke to him in his own language. It had not taken long for Red to grasp the neccessary basics of the language, mostly through the method of point-and-ask. He had the fortune, in terms of language, to be named after a colour. The grunt used to address him was their word for the colour red in concord with the word for dragon and he'd noticed an identical grunt emmited when they addressed Gnasty Gnorc. He assumed, as Gnasty was their official, appointed leader, that it meant leader. The language of gnorc did not flow like the language of Dragon or Uni, the language spoken universally. Or if it did, it could not be translated in a way that it would, unless you were a gnorc yourself and could speak both gnorc and Uni fluently. All Red heard was;
"Red-Dragon-Leader, (untranslated grunt). (A grunt which meant nothing, lacking, unknown)-Fox-(A grunt which was applied to cold, snow, frost, ice and such like) Princess, fighting. Strong Ice Magic. (grunt)-Fox- Ice Princess not allow gnorcs (or us) in home (palace"
Red smiled. "I should have thought as much. Leave the Ice Princess to me and see that she comes to no harm. Now I have another task for you. There are five boilers in the Citadel. Put them out"
The gnorc nodded and hurried off to assemble a team to carry out the task.
Ice Citadel; Interior; Throne Room
The Ice Princess walked briskly through the corridors of her palace. She could feel the chill of Icy Wilderness' climate creeping into her home. Those blasted gnorcs must have had a rare flash of inspiration and had put out her boilers. Elizabeth had taken the offensive and was now marching about her home searching for gnorcs to freeze with her Ice Magic then smash with her trusty short sword in the hopes of defending the Citadel. But she was just one against an army. Finally accepting the inevitable, Elizabeth was now retreating to her throne room, inttending to defend herself in a siege style situation and pray that someone would come along to help her drive them out.
The Ice Princess checked the corridor behind her as she slipped into the Throne Room and quietly closed the door. Unfortunately, there were no locks. She looked around the room for something to block it with, then walked into the center of the room, rubbing her arms. Just as she registered the fact that there was nothing heavy enough to stop a gnorc getting in she heard from behind her;
"Cold"
Startled, she whipped around to the source of the voice and jumped again. "Red"
"Elizabeth"
She had not heard him come in. For that matter, she was not aware that he had been following her either. Several questions formed on her tongue at the same time. "How-What-Where-?" She paused to gather her thoughts. "What are you doing here, I thought the other Dragon Elders had banished you on pain of death"
"They had, but I've come back"
"Why? Why now"
"Aren't you pleased to see me"
"Well. . ." she paused. "I did enjoy your visits"
He smiled. "As I enjoyed coming here"
She shivered and rubbed her upper arms. Before she knew it, he was standing over her, his hands on her waist, his wings folded around them. Her ears flattened against her head and she looked up at him sharply, only to realise that their faces were uncomfortably close. "What are you doing"
"Aren't you cold"
She looked away. "Let me go, Red"
He niether spoke nor moved.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't feel the same way about you"
"I don't believe you"
A pause.
"Please, just let me go"
"As you wish." He refolded his wings, but his hands lingered on her waist. She pulled away to stand beside her throne.
Red silently retrieved his staff from where he'd propped it up against the wall. "I've ordered the gnorcs not to harm you, but for your own saftey, I'd advise you to stay here"
"You? Your behind this"
Without replying, he strode down the hall that lead up to the throne.
"You've changed, Red"
He paused in opening the door. "So I've been told." The door slammed behind him.
Elizabeth did not move until the sound of his claws clicking against the cold stone floor had died away. She opened one of the chests beside the throne and pulled out a Light Gem. "At least this will provide me with some warmth"
Power: You may have worked out how people are addressed. Name, species, title. If any are unknown, the grunt for unknown is substituted. The grunt for unknown also means lacking, nothing and is substitued when the one addressed doesn't have, for example a title.
It is my belief that in Spyro at least, Dragons have an internal, everburning fire in them that fuels their firebreath (and keeps them warm) essential making them walking radiators (). With Faery Magic, the fire can be changed eg into lightning and so on.