Wyvern:A wyvern is a mythical creature, a type of dragon, that is typically depicted with two legs, two wings…
Female Boreal headcanon.
The Creation Of Boreal
Vex walks around in the Ice Emperor’s castle. Proud of his work, his weapon. A monster he created that has become feared. He finally was able to get the revenge he wanted. Although, the Formling village still remained. It hadn’t been wiped out yet. And he knew the Formlings. They would fight. He knew this from his last visit he gave them, a warning. The emperor wouldn’t stand a chance against that many shapeshifters, Neither would the Blizzard Samurai.. They He needed something better. A bigger weapon.
He walked to the throne room, pushing the doors open. He looked straight up towards the “Emperor.” Though he was no emperor. It was a fake name. All a lie, a manipulation. But he wouldn’t know that. All he knows is Vex, Vex and his lies, that he believed were truths
”My Emperor.” He calls out. Within a few seconds, The Ice Emperor’s eyes opened. Shaking his head, shaking off shards of ice and snow.
“What.. Do you want?” His voice cold and raspy. He glared down at his loyal advisor.
”There is a tribe of dangerous shapeshifters, that I have warned you about. I have received word that they will attack soon. We must punish them!” Vex lies. Grinning.
”Very well. Send my sam-“ Vex quickly interrupts him. “-No. My lord, we should do something bigger, a warning to other cruel people and rebels.. we need something. Something that can destroy them forever.”
The Emperor thinks.. and thinks. until he thinks to hard. and a small glimpse of, a creature with wings. And the Emperor rose from his throne. Snapping the ice that grew around him.
“I have an idea. Lead me outside.” He walks down the steps, and stands in front of Vex, towering over him. And Vex almost cowers. To be afraid of something you created isn’t ideal but. Sometimes he was. None the less, his curiosity was growing, and he nodded, leading The Ice Emperor outside.
The Emperor looked to his sceptre. Pointing out forward, he begins to summon something, or maybe create something. Snow and ice coming together, something began to form, at first it seemed like a massive dog, but then wings grew out, the front legs connected to the things, making the creature look more like a wyvern.
The creature finally formed, the wings spreading out and flapping. A breath of ice towards the sky. The dragon looked towards the Emperor and advisor. Putting its head onto the snow, where the Emperor petted its head.
”..Wonderful my lord. What is its name?”
He pets the dragon more. “Boreal. Her name shall be Boreal..”
”Boreal… Wonderful..”
“Should I command Boreal to destroy the village now?”
”Let’s go to the village and watch Boreal’s beauty.”
The Ice Emperor nods.
”Boreal. Go. And destroy these shapeshifters.”
ahh I love boreal boreal boreal brokal orkbeal heheha
