Mist woke with a start. Something was tapping her talon! She looked down to find a small, hairy little… thing. At first she thought it was a small bear of sorts. Then when she saw the face, she instantly knew what is was!
'A scavenger!', Mist thought. The scavenger didn't look very dangerous, and it was just trying to wake her up. She sat up, to find out that overnight, there must have been a snowstorm! A wall of ice and snow covered the cave entrance. Mist sighed and looked down at the little thing.
'It must have come in here to stay out of the storm,' she thought. She was tempted to eat the thing, because she was famished! But with those blue, dragon like eyes, she found it hard to eat the little creature. So, instead, she dug a hole out of the cave and peeked here head outside, checking for any Icewing guards. She didn't see any, so she dug completely out. The little scavenger followed her like an obedient little pet.
"I'm gonna call you… Blue. That's what color your eyes are!" Mist told him.
"Gurble Blurble." the Scavenger replied. Mist found a couple of rabbits, and gave one to Blue. He didn't eat it right away, like she thought he would. Instead, he went back to the cave, and started rubbing some sticks together.
'Is this what scavengers do? Is something wrong with him?' Mist thought as she watched Blue continue rubbing the sticks together. Eventually, blue had started a mini fire! Mist watched as Blue speared the rabbit with his other stick, and held it over the flame. Once it was nice and crispy, he ate it.
'Scavengers cook their food. Noted.' As Mist watched teh scavenger hungrily tear through the meat. Mist ate here rabbits whole, then started practicing her animus magic.
'Strike the wall!' Mist thought at a rock. The rock complied and started smacking the wall repeatedly. Blue came over to curiously peer at the rock. Apparently, he didn't know what animus magic was. Blue cautiously picked up the rock.
"Yibble?" Blue asked.
"Oh, you like my magic?" Mist implied, "I'll show you more! Rock, fly up and touch the ceiling, then fall like a feather into Blue's hands." The rock did just that. It flew up and dented the ceiling, then slowly floated down into Blue's palms. Blue stared at the rock, then looked over at Mist. A smile came across Blue's face…
