Snowdown Tales
Chapter Six—Shyvana's Slip
"What made you want to come out Summoner's Rift, Prince Jarvan?" Shyvana asked as she trailed behind him. The prince had asked her to join him on his little trip to the battlegrounds—he had access to the empty field thanks to a summoner who enjoyed working with him.
"It's been years since I've seen this place covered in snow—it's quite beautiful honestly." Jarvan said as he slowed his pace to let the half-dragon walk beside him.
She kept her eyes low to the ground. Seeing the prince without his armor was strange to her. The thick coat and scarf made Jarvan look a lot smaller. She herself kept her horned armor on. The cold didn't bother her—the snow just melted with it touched her warm skin.
Shyvana looked around—it did look a lot different covered in snow rather than bodies for once. She glanced at the songbirds singing and the squirrels scurrying across the snow back into the trees. The half-dragon looked into the murk wolf's den as they walked passed it. The murk wolves watched as the duo crossed the entrance of their cave but they remained in the warm den, the betas snuggling closer to the two-headed alpha.
"I wonder if the Baron Nashor is still at his pit." Jarvan thought aloud. They stopped on the banks of the frozen river and Shyvana watched the ice warily. The damage done to the area around his pit was still present even covered in ice and snow.
The ice had an eerie violet glow to it and there was no snow in the cracks made by the Baron's thrashing. Jarvan tapped his boot on the ice, checking it if it would collapse under his weight. He smiled as he placed both feet on the ice, sliding into the middle of the river.
"The ice is thick here, Shyvana! Come join me!" He said gleefully, waving his hand.
"If you insist." She said while placing her boot on the ice carefully. The half-dragon quickly pulled away her foot when she felt the ice shudder under her. Shyvana glanced back up at the prince, who was still smiling widely at her. She pulled herself together and put both feet on the ice.
Shyvana held her arms up to keep her balance as she slid on the ice. Her face flushed as she saw herself about to bump into Jarvan. The half-dragon's feet shuffled backwards as the prince chuckled but it was already too late—she was caught in his arms.
"Don't worry, Shyvana, I got you!" Jarvan laughed, grabbing her hands to let herself balance on the ice.
There she stood, chest to chest, with her price. She could feel the rumbling of his chest on her own and it started a fire in her stomach. Her vermillion eyes gazed upon his rugged, perfect smile. His nose and cheeks were red from the bitter cold but he was still as handsome as ever. The half-dragon's nose flared as she looked at the prince's gloved hands around her own.
Her gut flipped out, but not from the contact of the prince, it was another familiar feeling. Shyvana shoved the prince back as she felt her body heat up, melting the ice under her. She growled ferociously as her arms sprouted scaly wings and a thick tail behind her. Shyvana looked at the prince with her fiery eyes and he looked back at her in alarm.
The ice cracked around Jarvan and soon he fell beneath it. Shyvana's dragon body created thick steam as she hit the cold water. Under the water, she searched frantically for the prince. She saw him struggling to get back to the surface, but his body was starting to freeze up from the waters.
Shyvana swam for him, using her wings to glide through the water. The prince wrapped his arms around the dragon's neck and Shyvana's legs kicked for the surface. Both breathed in the chilly air, Shyvana clawing to get back on the thick ice but her body broke right through. She looked towards the shore, melting the ice with her breath. Shyvana rushed towards the land and her claws dug into the snow as she pulled herself and the prince onto it. She sighed and her body returned to normal.
The half-dragon fell to her knees next to the freezing prince, wrapping her arms around him. He was shivering immensely. Shyvana yanked his wet jacket and scarf off of him and held on to him.
"I'm sorry, your majesty." She apologized as she tried to keep him warm.
"It's not y-your f-f-fault." Jarvan chuckled, "All t-t-that matters is we-we-we are safe." He wrapped his arms around the half-dragon, his shivering starting to fade. Shyvana tried to carry the prince back to the teleportation stone they came on but the prince shook his head. Jarvan grasped Shyvana's hands, "Let us sit her f-for a bit."
Shyvana nodded and pulled the prince into her chest, the water on their skin turning into steam from her heat.
Always try to save your teammates, unless they dive a tower that has a Leona under it. Have a great Snowdown everyone.