Blizzard (EchoDragonArt)

Category:Characters
Category:Females
Category:LGBT+
Category:IceWings
Category:Dragonets
Category:Work in Progress
Blizzard is a female IceWing dragonet.
(This is my first time writing about a trans character, please don't hate.)
== Background ==
(Note: during "memories" or short passages within the "Background" section, the pronouns used may vary depending on Blizzard's perception of herself at the time.)
=== Early life (0-2) ===
Blizzard hatched alongside her brother Icestorm as a biologically male dragonet. They grew up in the IceWing village of called Where-the-Wolves-Howl-at-Midnight, officially renamed Wolfhowl by Queen Snowfall. They grew up alongside the other young dragonets of the village, most notably Shiver (a tiny, clever dragonet with a bold personality), Airchill (a cold, calculating dragonet), Fox (a smart, loyal dragonet, and Icestorm's best friend), and North (a cool, fierce tomboyish dragonet).
***
One-year-old Blizzard raced outside after his brother Icestorm. "The lake again?" he asked eagerly.
"Uh-huh," said Icestorm. "I think Foxy and Shiver are already there."
When they arrived by the frozen lake at the edge of Wolfhowl, several dragonets were indeed already waiting.
"Hey, look, it's Blitz and Ice!" said a tiny dragonet with ice-gray horns in a shrill voice.
"C'mon, let's play princes and servants!" cried another, a paler dragonet with dark eyes.
"No, I'm tired of that game," declared Icestorm.
"You can be the prince."
"Then you're the servant?"
"No, I'm another prince. Duh."
Blizzard watched Ice and Foxy argue with disinterest. The others always argued over being prince, but Blitz had never particularly liked the role. "I can be the servant." At least as a servant he got to run around and do things.
"Ok," said Shiver, "but who else? North?"
"Nope," said North firmly. She was the only female dragonet in their age group, but she didn't seem to mind. "I'mma be a prince for sure."
"And I'MMA be a prince TOO," declared Foxy.
"Who wants to be a lazy prince?" asked Blitz with contempt. "Princes can't even make their own food. Come on, Shiver, we can be servants together."
"Ok," said the little dragonet cheerfully.
"Blitz, you be my servant," commanded Ice.
"No way!" Blitz pranced over to North. "I'll be North's servant."
"Fine. Shiver, you be my servant."
"And me?" demanded Foxy angrily.
"Uh, you get ..." Ice looked around and spotted a skinny, grayish dragonet sulking off to the side. "You get Airchill."
All the dragonets laughed, drowning out Foxy's cries of "Noooooooooo!"
***
=== Dragonethood (3-5) ===
It was while growing up with these friends that Blizzard began to realize how she felt about herself. Some of her friends thought she was weird and didn't hang out with her much anymore. She told the truth to her parents and to Icestorm, the dragon she felt like she trusted more than any other. Slowly others began to realize the truth as she got closer to adolescence.
There was no one in her town that could relate to her, so when she was 5, she traveled alone to a nearby village, Whaledawn (or as they sometimes still called it, Where-the-Whales-Leap-at-Dawn). There she found a therapy doctor who helped her transition and recognize her true self, and she did not return for nearly nine months.
***
Blizzard padded outside, breathing in the fresh air. "Ice?"
Her brother followed her. "Listen, Blitz--"
"It's not Blitz anymore," she interrupted. "Just Blizzard."
"Why?" asked Ice curiously.
Blizzard looked away. "I don't like the sound of it. Blitz. It sounds too masculine. And -- I connect it to my earlier years. That life is over."
There was a heavy silence.
"It's not over over, Blit -- Blizzard," said Ice gently. "You still have me, and Foxy, and North--"
"Shiver," interrupted Blizzard. "As dragonets, we used to be so close. And now --"
"We're still dragonets," said Ice. "Don't mind Shiver. He has his own opinions."
"And that jerk, Airchill," said Blizzard. "Always sulking around, glaring at me, calculating--"
"Airchill hates everyone."
"Airchill hates me more than anyone."
Another long silence.
"Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow. I don't have to see Airchill or Shiver ever again."
"Ever?" asked Ice, looking concerned. "Aren't you coming back after nine months?"
"Maybe," mumbled Blizzard. "I dunno, Ice -- you've seen how the adults look at me, too. The older dragonets. The younger ones. Even Mom and Dad still have trouble thinking of me as she -- I can tell."
"How would that be better in Where-the-Whales-Leap-at-Dawn?"
"Because I don't have to tell anyone. I'll just show up how I am and no one has to know what I was before. Except my therapy doctor or whatever, I guess."
There was a pause as Blizzard met Ice's eyes.
"Please come back, Blizzard," said Ice softly. "Please come back. For me. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Blizzard looked down at the ground as she brushed her wingtip with her brother's. The one dragon she had trusted above any other. The one dragon that didn't care what she was but loved her all the same. She whispered, "I don't know what I'd do without you, either."
***
== Gallery ==
Blizzard (EchoDragonArt).png|Base by Battwiink, filled by FxzzyKaede
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