The thumbnail tip of the great hot sun pushed free of the scraggly hills of berk. Inside their chiefly hut Hiccup and Astrid stirred. "Good morning Chief" joked Astrid, prodding Hiccups bare chest."Assttrridd" Hiccup groaned, pushing himself up in bed. Moving to their separate wardrobes, they pulled on their clothes, Astrid her armoured skirt and tunic, and Hiccup his slim wing suit. Setting up a breakfast of porridge, Astrid said good morning to Stormfly and Toothless. Hiccup and Astrid slurped down their porridge in silence. Setting out for the great hall for some chiefly matter or another, Hiccup and Astrid mounted their dragons. The first pieces of news were of no worry at all, like all the fish being scared away (the twins), a terrible monster lurking around the caves (the twins again), and everyone had a terrible headache (not-so-silent Sven). But the news that was really worrying, was that a humongous storm front was making its way towards Berk. "What type of storm?" asked Hiccup, his brow crinkling in worry. " A snowstorm" said the soldier. "O.K, thanks for the news" said Hiccup heavily. "Astrid, could you please summon the rest of the dragon riders to the great hall please?" "On it" replied Astrid. With a plan to barricade berk and lock the dragons in the stables, Hiccup only had one more thing to do. "Who wants to go with me to evacuate the caves for dragons on the islands around berk?" "Yes, thank you Astrid" The last time anyone saw them befor the snowstorm set in, were two dragon shaped blurs with an odd shape on each back.