Appearance
Hypothermia has a tall, lean build covered with wiry muscle. She wears a cheerfully animated expression on her face and has pale, greyish-blue eyes that shine with laughter. They are so at odds with her scales, which are of a stark white; the colour of dead flesh and frozen skin. Light blue dots are sprinkled across them, looking very much like flecks of snow.
One glance tells you that this dragon appreciates silver. Hypothermia positively drips with it, the cold metal glinting brightly in the light. She wears a silver belt with silver knives tucked inside, and a silver necklace around her throat that has a single charm hanging from it. Encircling each horn are three silver rings, carved with intricate designs that look almost frost-like.
Personality
Hypothermia is fearless and on occasion, cocky. She carries herself with confidence, but does not let that confidence make her careless. She is alert and watchful. Discreet. Patient.
She knows how well patience can serve her.
To the outsider, Hypothermia is all energy and spontaneity. She appears to be recklessly self-assured, so certain of her indestructibility. Or perhaps, woefully unaware of her mortality.
Let the outsider think that. Let them be lured into a false sense of security, let them think that they have Hypothermia all figured out. She won't dissuade the ideas that they have of her.
She'll take advantage of them.
After she's done, she'll take a step back and react with horror and disgust. Horror at her actions. Disgust at herself, that she does this, over and over again.
Hypothermia does not mean to be this way. Hypothermia does not want to be this way; but she has been raised in it, and she has lived in it for so long that sometimes, she forgets.
She is not that dragon anymore. She does not want this.
She would rather be a normal IceWing. She tries to be one, to prevent from falling back to her old ways, but old habits die hard. She tries to be fair and honest. She hopes that she is.