A/N: Hey I'm back! I realize this took awhile to get out but school is a bitch and a half, plus I'm going to Chicago soon for an internship at a planetarium. All in all, life is busy, but you already know that.

For context, this is the opening of the movie.

Norwegian terms:

-Brannstifter (fire-starter)= Monstrous Nightmare

-Villsvin (boar)= Gronckle

-Dobbel-Ledet (double headed)= Hideous Zippleback

-Falk (falcon)= Deadly Nadder

Reisen clung to the top of a pine tree that bowed beneath his weight. In the distance his kin were doing a final raid on the human's before the snow blew in over the water. It was going well, the Villsvin managed to take off with some livestock while the Brannstifter, along with the Dobbel-Ledet, focused on keeping the humans distracted. The Falks divided their time between helping the offense and carrying smaller livestock.

Reisen kept an eye out for Brannstifter, more specifically a lit Brannstifter. Because lighting themselves on fire and maintaining spent a lot of energy, it was a sign that the battle was not in their favor. After they lit the group had only a little while to clear out or Reisen would have to step in.

There! A lit Brannstifter was climbing one of the several torches the humans lit. Reisen waited anxiously, unfurling his wings in preparation, the pine uncurling as some of the weight was relieved by the air in his wings.

The Brannstifter went out, meaning he, and the raid, were out of time. He let go of the pine, flying out wide and away from the village, cutting an arc so that he would attack the village from the opposite direction. Narrowing his entire frame, he shot like a bullet to the village, taking aim at their infernal torches. It was destroyed in spectacular fashion, though Reisen only saw a glimpse as he sped past it and around for a second time.

After his third time, he was just preparing to come around for what he hoped was his final time when suddenly he couldn't fly; he was in the air and couldn't fly. Luckily he had enough momentum that it carried him over the water to a thicket of trees where the forest began to thin. Crashing in to what seemed every branch and tree he finally came to a violent stop on the forest floor. It was then that he noticed that his arms and legs were bound as well.

Curling in to see if he could somehow fit his teeth over the restraints, he dragged his tail across the ground when a third discovery made itself known in the pain that shot through his spine to the top of his head, pain that rendered him unable to think.

Lying dazed, he finally managed to delicately curl his tail just enough so he had a clear view of the injured area. The site was so shocking he momentarily didn't understand what he was looking at. Then the asymmetry hit him and he gaped at his missing tail fin. It was sheared clean off, probably as he slammed into a tree, the only evidence it was ever there was the long bleeding gash, and its uninjured twin.

Reisen tenderly released his tail and set his head back, trying to think of a solution. He was effectively grounded. Even if he did manage to severe his restraints, he wouldn't be able to fly without his missing fin. Luckily, the pain caused him to pass out and he didn't awaken until he heard something crashing through the undergrowth.