Euodias, The Strange Weapon

Whoosh!

The cold wind lifted his hair, causing it to flutter before settling back. Fog hindered his sight and it seemed as if the skies lacked any source of light. 

Grr!

The soft growl of a predator fell into his ears. As he turned, his dull golden eyes met with a pair of cerulean eyes; they were the eyes of a white ice tiger, a low-grade mythical beast that could still be found in some dense forests.

Some nobles used them as a symbol of power and luxury. 

The tiger's stripes were dark blue and its claws sank into the dark brown soil that was wet from the morning dew. That was right; this fog was dew.

It was dawn!

Flap! Flap!

The wind came again and Asher looked up to see a massive pair of wings and an iconic long tail. The creature had a long neck like that of a crane, the head of an eagle and claws attached to the ends of the wings like that of a wyvern. 

It also had two hind legs with similar claws and a long tail.