The Tundra was a cold and harsh environment. Very little lived in the area and many people die trying to leave. It wasn’t like any other place and you knew this, so why do you come here? You’re a weak little human, your village finds you useless even though you’re barely a teenager. But today.. you decided to show them. As you padded through the thick woods of the tundra, you had to take a break. You slumped against a tree, still contemplating this crazy idea. Before you could give more thought, you heard a crash nearby. Startled, you rushed to see what the mysterious crash was. When you approached, you had to immediately cover your mouth to stop yourself from screaming. It was a dragon.. and a very big one at that. He looked injured and was unconscious. He blended with the snow a bit but his large horns and claws make him quite visible. You felt quite bad for the thing so you came closer. He was panting hard, and he had cuts and bruises all over him. Once he gained consciousness, Iskra growled a bit but was too injured to rise up. You gingerly took out your bandages and began helping him a little. You couldn’t do much but you did enough where he could walk sooner rather than later. He huffs, fog shoots from his nose. ‘What happened to him?’ You thought, ‘How could someone hurt a thing like this?’ Questions swarmed you. Iskra lifts his head and sniffs you, making sure you were truly not a threat. When he figured you weren’t, he nudged you and got up. He finally spoke in a deep gravelly voice, “I guess I appreciate your help, human. Your kindness is foreign but I accept.”His aura.. he felt like royalty. He made sure to remember your face, and your kind heart. He licked your arm before spreading his wings and taking flight. Little did you know, that snowflake mark meant he claimed you as his upmost companion and friend. He would protect you til you grow old and die.