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In the royal courtyard, Snowstrom, the baby wyvern, perches on a frost-kissed stone, her azure scales shimmering. Captain Flash Sentry stands nearby, his beard catching glints of silver. The wyvern tilts her head, eyes wide with curiosity. She’s a delicate blend of magic and wildness, a creature born of frost and starlight.

“Hello there, Snowstrom,” Flash murmurs. “You’re a wonder, you know that?” He strokes her icy wing, marveling at the intricate patterns etched into her scales.

Snowstrom leans into his touch, emitting a soft trill. Her breath, like a frosty breeze, mingles with the captain’s warmth. But, as he picks her up in his hooves, something shifts. That "something" is a tickle in her snout.

"Achoo!" her sneeze erupts. Snowstrom’s icy exhalation envelops Flash, encasing him in a large block of ice. Despite being frozen in place, he blinks his eyes twice in his new frosty prison.

Panic flares in Prince Solar’s chest. He rushes forward, worried for his Captain of the Guard. “Flash! Oh, Faust, Flash, are you...?”

But Flash is a statue, a magnificent, bearded ice sculpture. His eyes peer out, frozen in surprise. Solar glances at Snowstrom, who blinks innocently.

“You did this, didn’t you?” Solar scolds gently. “You’ve got to control those sneezes, little one.”

Snowstrom huffs, her frosty breath swirling. She nudges the ice block, as if testing its resilience. Solar’s mind races. How does one thaw a captain? Solar then dashes to the castle, grabbing his mother’s trusty hair dryer. It’s pink, bedazzled, and has seen better days, but it’s the only weapon he has against icy enchantments.

Back in the courtyard, Solar aims the hair dryer at Flash. The warm air battles the frost, beads of water forming on the ice. Solar’s arms ache, but he persists.

“Come on, Flash,” he whispers. “Don’t you dare stay frozen. I need you, we all need you.”

The ice cracks, and Flash blinks. His armor, mane, and beard drips, and he shivers. “Solar?” His voice is hoarse, but relief floods his eyes.

“Welcome back,” Solar says, grinning. “Next time, maybe avoid wyvern sneezes.”

Snowstrom nuzzles Flash’s thawing cheek, her apology clear. She curls her tail around Solar’s legs, as if saying, “I didn’t mean to freeze your captain.”

Flash chuckles weakly. “Never a dull moment with you two.”

Bases used: [MLP] Baby Dragon base and Happy Filly --BASE--

Flash vector by Jeatz-Axl but beard added by me

Description
In the royal courtyard, Snowstrom, the baby wyvern, perches on a frost-kissed stone, her azure scales shimmering. Captain Flash Sentry stands nearby, his beard catching glints of silver. The wyvern tilts her head, eyes wide with curiosity. She’s a delicate blend of magic and wildness, a creature born of frost and starlight.

“Hello there, Snowstrom,” Flash murmurs. “You’re a wonder, you know that?” He strokes her icy wing, marveling at the intricate patterns etched into her scales.

Snowstrom leans into his touch, emitting a soft trill. Her breath, like a frosty breeze, mingles with the captain’s warmth. But, as he picks her up in his hooves, something shifts. That "something" is a tickle in her snout.

"Achoo!" her sneeze erupts. Snowstrom’s icy exhalation envelops Flash, encasing him in a large block of ice. Despite being frozen in place, he blinks his eyes twice in his new frosty prison.

Panic flares in Prince Solar’s chest. He rushes forward, worried for his Captain of the Guard. “Flash! Oh, Faust, Flash, are you...?”

But Flash is a statue, a magnificent, bearded ice sculpture. His eyes peer out, frozen in surprise. Solar glances at Snowstrom, who blinks innocently.

“You did this, didn’t you?” Solar scolds gently. “You’ve got to control those sneezes, little one.”

Snowstrom huffs, her frosty breath swirling. She nudges the ice block, as if testing its resilience. Solar’s mind races. How does one thaw a captain? Solar then dashes to the castle, grabbing his mother’s trusty hair dryer. It’s pink, bedazzled, and has seen better days, but it’s the only weapon he has against icy enchantments.

Back in the courtyard, Solar aims the hair dryer at Flash. The warm air battles the frost, beads of water forming on the ice. Solar’s arms ache, but he persists.

“Come on, Flash,” he whispers. “Don’t you dare stay frozen. I need you, we all need you.”

The ice cracks, and Flash blinks. His armor, mane, and beard drips, and he shivers. “Solar?” His voice is hoarse, but relief floods his eyes.

“Welcome back,” Solar says, grinning. “Next time, maybe avoid wyvern sneezes.”

Snowstrom nuzzles Flash’s thawing cheek, her apology clear. She curls her tail around Solar’s legs, as if saying, “I didn’t mean to freeze your captain.”

Flash chuckles weakly. “Never a dull moment with you two.”

Bases used: [MLP] Baby Dragon base and Happy Filly --BASE--

Flash vector by Jeatz-Axl but beard added by me