"Winter is coming." Jon was familiar with those words all to well, fierce winds, death causing snow storms, hypothermic temperatures. but did he care? No he worried more about the Snow Dragon he tamed.

Jon was walking with a snow dragon larger and taller then a mountain as the commander walked out, hands behind his back.

"Jon, do tell me, How did you tame that."

The commander growled out as the dragon sat next to Jon.

"..It's complicated. But it's gonna help with wars."