User blog:Ruitethewingedfox5/where the trail ran cold

good writing tip; work on 2 things at the same time, when you don't feel like doing project a (for me being the mission) you can procrastinate on it by working on project b (for me being this) or vise versa

prolouge
an icewing messenger landed in front of queen glory, out-of-breath and-seemingly-panicked, "your highness! queen mink of the icewings has requested your aid," he said, he was violet purple with dark blue flecks on his snout, back, and on his wings, his underscales were also very pale blue, "for what reason?" glory asked, her head tilted, she must know, i thought, watching from the side, i might've been raised by a sandwing councellor of spies and intellegence, but she still, somehow, decided to make me an advisor, "a string of-note, very violent-murders have broken out across the new ice kingdom, from what queen mink has heard, we will need 2 kingdoms working against them to catch them," the messenger said, glory stared, thinking, "ok, i'll send my own troops, as well as 5 dragons," said glory, she flicked her tail at me, as well as 4 other dragons "fidget, atlas, midnight, spider monkey, and moonspinner," she said, ''fidget!? that's me!'' i thought, although i was originally exited, i had no idea what i was in store for, and trust me, it's something not good, at, all

= part 1: welcome to the ice fields, mouse-brains =

chapter 1
the wing of rainwings and icewings prepared for takeoff, me shuffling around withing them, in the meeting glory and mink had had, mink mentioned an old, abandon facility looming ominously over a vast forest, towns around there had been the hardest hit from the killings, the messenger sat next to me, "so, what's your name?" i asked him, "boreal," he said, i just now noticed the iridescent shimmer that coated his snowy white spines and horns, his wings were also a glittering turquoise, like the ice i remember plasma brought back from the northern shore of the ice kingdom, the first row of dragons take off, i flip up my visor and soon we're shooting up into the air like a wave of wings and rainbow scales-from bright and shimmering to washed-out and reflecting the sunlight like ice-boreal looks at me, "how did you make all this?" he asks, motioning at the visor and 2nd pair of wings, "oh, i had quite a bit of spare time," i replied, that's when i noticed the glowing, sapphire pin that closed his main pouch while the others were-seemingly-closed with small silver figurines of arctic animals, caribou, polar bears, wolves seemed to be the most common one, you name it, it was there, "why's your sapphire glowing?" i asked, "oh, it's enchanted, protection spell," he replied