Whiteout had black scales with hints of dark sapphire blue, a narrow, elegant head, and startling cool, pale blue eyes. Her icy-blue wings were dotted with jet-black scales. Her sharp, curved claws and the spines along her back were also icy bluish white. She was quite beautiful and strange-looking. She’s watches the night sky as it is drizzling. She lets out a slight choked sob and keeps watching the night sky Whiteout: w-why? Why did… you have to kill father! Why… where’s mother… where did Clearsight disappear? Why… what’s happening! It’s l-like a unpredictable f-force knocking a butterfly o-off its leaf… She looks down slightly, letting the rain consume her