Ice

Ok so for a while back in fifth grade I was a nerd, and I loved roleplay on Gaiaonline.com...this was one of the stories I wrote based off of a roleplay. I know I wrote much more but I can't find it at the moment.... (c) QE3

It was early, still in the hours before dawn, the feeble rays of light only just reaching the sleepy town, not fully awake from their deep slumber. Ayame, quite awake and alert, sat at her window sill, transfixed by a single speck gliding towards the kingdom on the horizon. She had been awakened by a dream in which an unknown enemy has seized power and the five continents in which she had befriended many a hero turned prone to Darkness and produced in turn, many a villain. The lands turned against eachother, every man for himself. And then...
"Ayame!" She lost her grip on the widow and fell.


Ayame was a shape shifter as it so happens, and, having fallen out of the largest of the palace windows many times before, she effortless shifted to the lightest and most delicate canary a mere seconds before what would have been a fatal impact. She soared back up to her window where a startled looking Tess stood waiting for her. The servant clutched her heart as Ayame entered. "Oi, your Heinous! Why must you always scare me so?" The bird cocked its head to one side and seemed to smirk as if to say, "Why must you scare me so?" Tess appeared to have gotten the message and chuckled. The bird gave a final, lazy flap of its pale wings and Ayame appeared in its place. Tess rushed forward and brushed the odd mixture of dust and ice that had been shaken loose from the top of the window sill when Ayame fell from her delicate hair and pale, bare shoulders and on to the floor. She seemed to have lost her train of thought as she busied herself with straightening out Ayame's silken gown and went to fetch her a heavy cloak to shield her from the ice and sleet swirling into the room from the open window. Ayame watched her with a sisterly love. Though Tess was only a year older than Ayame, the girl had always cared for her like a mother. Tess had found her way to palace's gates one summer evening and had grown on the palace and its inhabitants so fast that they couldn't bare to turn her away. She and Ayame grew up as sisters and though Ayame tried to convince her better of it, Tess refused to be treated then as a princess (and now, like Ayame, a queen). She instead spent her life in the service of Ayame as her lady in waiting and most valued and trusted consultant.
Ayame, lost in thought had completely forgotten why Tess had come in the first place. For a moment, it seemed as though Tess had forgotten as well, as she stared out the window, and a vacant expression crossed her face. As soon as it had crossed her face however, it disappeared, replaced by a look of horror.
"I know about your dream." her voice shook. One of the uncomfortable qualities Tess possessed was that she had a way of tapping in to people's minds. Ayame was the only one who knew of this power though she was quite sure Tess could ready minds other than her own, for she always knew what the latest gossip was, before word reached the streets. Ayame was torn away from her thoughts as Tess grabbed her shoulders forcefully and pointed out the window. The speck Ayame had admired a few minuted before had now grown into a large dragon. A man rid on its back, with an effortless, and eerie ease. He shot fire from his hands, fists raised to the heavens. "Oh god." Tess whispered as he made his way straight towards the palace.
Ayame's eyes narrowed, "Tess, you may be excused." she held back a smirk, trying to compress a note of amusement in her voice. Ayame enjoyed a good challenge. A good challenge which intruders had always proven to be.
Tess clung to her sleeve and let out a whimper.
"I ask you not to tell anyone of our visitor." Ayame spoke as though they were having a good friend over for dinner, not as though a intruder was making his way towards the palace. "There's no need to panic" she said, and with that shook Tess from her sleeve with a gentle push towards the door.
As soon as Tess had left the room, the door closed safely behind her, Ayame spoke again. "I think our visitor, needs a proper welcoming." She licked her lips before transforming again, this time into a great winged wolf. She leapt from the balcony landing silently on the sheets of snow and ice below.

The tall, hooded man, Ayame soon found out, was not intending upon staying for dinner at all, let alone visit the Ice Kingdom. Instead, he was off to the distant sky line of volcanos, among which, lay the Fire Lord's Territory.
He nodded at Ayame as he passed, as if he was no intruder but an old friend passing by. Ayame growled suspiciously and watched him go, before turning back towards the palace's Great Window. She had learned never to doubt her suspicions however, and swiftly turned around. Concealing herself in a tangle of bushes and bramble she watched the man from a far. Once he was a good distance away, she slinked from her bush and began to follow him.