ICE DRAGON

The day was Grey and bitter cold, and the dogs would not take the scent.

The big black bitch had taken one sniff at the ice dragon blood tracks, backed off, and skulked back to the pack with her tail between her legs. The dog huddled together miserably on the riverbank as the wind snapped at them. Ronald felt it too, biting through his layers of black wool and boiled leather. It was bloody cold for man or beast, but here they were. His mouth twisted, and he could almost feel the boils that covered his cheeks and neck growing red and angry. I should be safe back at the Wall, tending the bloody ravens and making fires for Old maester Harold. It's was the bastard Jhon wreck who had taken that from him, and his fat friend Patrick. It was their fault he was here, freezing his bloody balls off with a pack of hounds deep in the haunted forest.

SEVEN HELLS

He gave the leashes a hard yank to get the dogs' attention. "Track, you bastards. That a ice dragon print you want some meat or no? Find!" But the hounds only huddled closer, whining. Ronald snapped his short lash above their heads, and the black bitch snarled at him."dog meat would taste as good as ice dragon," he warned her, his breath frosting with every word.

Harry the sisterman stood with his arms crossed over his chest and his hands tucked up into his armpits. He wore black wool gloves, but he was always complaining how his finger were frozen." it's to bloody cold to hunt," he said. "lecht this ice dragon, he's not worth freezing over."

We can go back emptyhand, Harry, "rumbled small Ben through the whiskers that coverd most of his face."The lord commader wouldn't like that." there was ice under big mans squashed pug nose, where his snot had frozen. A huge hand in a thick fur glove clenched tight around the shaft of spear.

"lecht that old ice dragon too," said the sisterman, a thin man with sharp features and nervous eyes."Mommon would be dead before day break, remember? Who cares what he likes? Small Ben blinked his black little eyes. Maybe he had forgotten,Ronald thought. He was stupid enough to forget most anything." why do we kill the ice dragon? Why won't we just go off and let him be?

" you think hell let us be? Said Harry. "hell hunt us down. You want to be hunted, you great muttonhead?

" No"said small Ben. "I dont want that. I don't"

"so you'll kill him? Said Harry

" yes"the huge man stamped the butt of his spear on the frozen riverbank."I will. He shouldn't hunt us.

The sisterman took his hands from his armpits and turned to Ronald. We need to kill all the officers, I say" Ronald was sick of hearing it. "we been over this. The ice dragon dies, and drake,from the shadow tower. Grubs Renel and ponso for their tracking, and ser Jin for the ravens. That's all. We kill them quite, while they sleep. One scream and we're wormfood, every one of us." his boils were red with rage." just do your bit and see that your cousins do thiers and Ben, try remember, its third watch not second. "

" third watch, " the big man said.

the moon well be black tonight