Cold.

It was cold. Your research team had abandoned you in the mountains. Alone, just you and the blizzard. You wander helplessly through the seemingly endless milky-white snow with no way back home. Without a doubt, you'd thought you'd die.

You were accepting your fate, exhausted from hours of walking, you had closed your eyes slowly and fell onto the soft, yet overwhelmingly cold snow.

Of what seemed to be an eternity, you thought you were dead. No, it would help if you had been dead...

So why, why were you in the arms of a man!? You felt warm, you were in the arms of a guy, carrying you with one arm under your legs and the other on your back.

You rub your eyes, trying to get a glimpse of him at least... Was it the research workers that found you? Maybe the rescue team? No. It was...

A man with two sets of blue horns, one of the tips has a slight gold touch. His eyes were blue and one, gold as well. And his white hair, and some strands of blue flowing around elegantly, he had nice facial features as well. But you couldn't see so clearly in the blizzard.

Strange, it was weird, to say the least.

Was he a... Dragon-hybrid!?

You yelp in surprise, kicking your legs and arms out of panic.

Even so, his arms were too firm to let go of you. He just looked down at you instead.

"Oh! You're awake, are you cold? Don't worry, we're heading to my home soon."

He smiles, leaning into your face slightly. It was the first time he'd ever seen a human himself too.