Unlike the others, Phoebe had no fur or scales upon which to rely in this situation. Instead, she was bundled in furlined garb, heavy boots, and so on to keep the chill at bay. Even so, the cold of Halo was breathtaking - and not in a good way. But thankfully, she was able to arrive on the back of ManticoRemi, the fur of his mane keeping what little of her exposed face from freezing off in flight. Even Pim wore a fur-lined sweater of sorts to keep some of the chill at bay from his scales.
The dragonling roared as fiercely as he could upon landing, still displeased with the cold. He wanted in now. Phoebe shushed him quietly through her scarf as she carefully slid off MantiocRemi's back. Hopefully the Warden would greet them quickly.
The dragonling roared as fiercely as he could upon landing, still displeased with the cold. He wanted in now. Phoebe shushed him quietly through her scarf as she carefully slid off MantiocRemi's back. Hopefully the Warden would greet them quickly.
