Hey guys, animaldoctor here. I am back with another POV of Dragons: Riders of Berk, this time from Thornado's Perspective in his first ever episode, How To Pick Your Dragon. These are so fun to make, but they take a lot of time, as I want to make sure I get all of the dialog and actions exactly right, so don't expect the next one to come too soon. Actually, most of my stories take a few minutes if I get myself to write it and this type of story takes probably at least 45 minutes. Oh well, you know what I mean. So, without further ado, here is my new story.

So, here is the story you need to know about me. One of my Thunderdrum friends had an injured wing due to trying to fish (a long story), so I had to take him back to my den to protect his. Since he also couldn't fly on his own and I couldn't afford to carry him around everywhere, I had to go and get fish for him. It was very hard trying to get fish for both of us. That is, until the ships came along.

I realized that they were fishing ships, made for some village that I didn't know about, and they were working on getting some catch. Since I really needed fish, I destroyed each of the ships to get the catch to bring to my friend. I was worried they would retaliate by trying to capture and kill me, but at the moment, I was safe. Until, that is, Stoick and Hiccup came along.

Here on Berk, we've always done things one way: the Viking way. Since the dragons came, the Viking way has become, well, the hard way. Unfortunately, some people, like my father, still refuse to change.

A small boy and a giant man came flying up behind me on a Night Fury when I was attacking a ship and shot at me as I flew up. I charged back at them as I yelled, "You don't get ANYWHERE near my friend." He fired another plasma blast at me, but I dodged it and went under the water for a surprise attack. I grabbed the man and dragged him underwater to make sure he didn't come anywhere near my friend with his dragons, but he fought back and brought me back onto the boat as I struggled for control.

"He's a fighter!" he said as he punched me in the muzzle, to which I got up and charged back at him. "He's got spunk!" he said as I knocked him over. Unfortunately, I had knocked him over right next to a net, which he grabbed and threw on me as he said, "This is the one, Hiccup! I've found my dragon!" He held me down as I tried to struggle out. Oh no! HIS dragon? My head was going to be mounted on a wall for sure. That is, that's what I thought, until I said, "Now all you have to do is train him for me."

I had no idea what that meant, and Hiccup, who I assumed was the young boy, was staring at the man with disbelief, as was the Night Fury, and the two men on the boat dropped their paddles in shock. I was just as afraid as they were, as I did not know what training meant nor did I want to.

The next thing I really new, I was in a cage is some large outdoor circular building which I guessed was the Dragon Training Academy. "Sorry about the muzzle," said the boy who I now knew as Hiccup, as I had a muzzle put on me before the man who I now knew as Stoick, Hiccup's dad, caged me up. The dragon training was about to start. But the conversation they had was a little unsettling to me.

"Alright, let's get me on his back. Time's a' wasting."

"Now we've just got to get one in his size."

"What was that?"

"Nothing. Look, you have to... approach him properly, Dad, especially a dragon like this. He is one of the most powerful dragons I have ever seen."

Thank you, I thought to myself, as I knew he was complimenting me.

"That's why I picked him. They say his roar gets its power from Thor himself. He's the god of thunder, you know."

"So I've heard." He said this a little sarcastically. "Still, you have to let the dragon know you're a friend."

"A friend, huh? Like me and Gobber?"

"Yeah, perfect. What did you do when you two met?"

He grabbed Hiccup, held him by the neck, and noogied him as he said, "That's my wife you're talking to, you one-legged lout." I supposed that was what he did. I was getting really nervous now. Hiccup breathed in as Stoick let go of him.

"Not exactly the approach I had in mind. Dad, what's real important is that you let him know that he can trust you. You have to make eye contact."

"Uh-huh, sure."

Hiccup went over to my cage and unlocked, ready to demonstrate to Stoick what dragon training was all about. I hoped this would go well. I pretended to look fierce and ready to attack, even though I was more nervous that I had ever been in my life.

"Stay calm, be gentle," Hiccup said mainly to Stoick. "and you'll know you've formed a bond when he bows his head to let you climb on his back." He put his hand on my snout, and I tried to bite him to get him away from me. I shouldn't have done that, because then he punched me in the jaw. Now I wan't nervous, I was angry.

"Hey, hey, woah," Hiccup said. "What happened to trust?"

"Talk to him. He's the one who tried to take off my hand." I charged and flew over his head, but I was not able to escape before he grabbed me by the tail and pulled me back. "Would you stop it, Dad?" Hiccup said. "This is not bonding." At that moment, I didn't want to bond, I wanted to go home.

"Nah, you've got to show these beasts whose boss," Stock replied before he pulled me down to the ground and jumped on my back. Man, was he strong.

"There, look at that, I'm on his back. Any questions?" I few around the arena like a crazy dragon, trying to throw him off my back and hopefully get this muzzle off of me. I heard Hiccup mutter, "Oh, too many to ask," before I flew out of the arena in a desperate flee. "Woah, whoa, easy," yelled Stoick. "Don't you know who I am?"

"Yes, I do," I said, even though I knew he couldn't understand me. "You are CRAZY." We flew around the island a few times before I finally threw him off near the beach. I flew back to my den, hoping my friend was still alive. Thankfully, he was. It was only then I realized that I still had the muzzle on. Man, I am so stupid. I tried smashing it on the rocks , but I couldn't get it off. I hoped that eventually, this thing would rust off.

I flew back to the den where my friend was hiding, and as I stood guard, I saw a familiar black figure flying towards me. Oh no, they found me, I thought. I don't know how, but they found me. I ran back inside the den in order to protect my friend better. As Toothless, the black dragon, landed, Stoick and Hiccup came off of his back. I ran out to ward them away, and Toothless roared at me, spread his wings and stood on his hind legs to try and make himself more intimidating.

"Settle down, bud," Hiccup said to Toothless, and Toothless dropped down and walked away, leaving him and Stoick with me. Oh boy, this isn't going to be good. Stoick advanced toward me and pulled out his hammer. Uh oh, is he actually going to kill me? "Let me handle this," he said. "This dragon's mine." He walked closer. "Dad," Hiccup said, trying to call him off. I stood my ground, and he stood his. At that moment, he looked behind me and saw my friend. No, not him.

"There's another Thunderdrum in there," he said. I did not know what that was at the time, but I assumed it was what they called our specific species of dragon. I liked that name. As he realized he was there, he started to look a bit concerned. "He's hurt," Hiccup said as he glanced at his bad wing.

"Well, he's... He's protecting his friend," Stoick said in realization. "That's why he was taking all of those fish." I knew, at that moment, he was starting to... understand me. i was so happy. Maybe he would be able to help me. "Go get the others," he told Hiccup. "And tell Gobber to get ready."

"Dad, I can't just leave you here."

"Go," Stoick yelled, and Hiccup reluctantly walked over to Toothless, jumped on his back, and flew off leaving me and Stoick all alone.

"Looks like it's just you and me, big fella," he said as he dropped his hammer. Even if I was happy he could help, I still didn't quite trust him, so I threateningly bit the air."I want to help. Trust me." He reached his hand toward my snout, and I looked behind me and saw...boars. The biggest danger to me and my friend. I roared to signal Stoick that there were boars, and he seemed to get the message, as he immediately looked behind his shoulder and saw an entire herd of ten wild boars with glowing red eyes, brown fur, and a determined personality.

"Ah. They smell the blood of your wounded friend." He picked up his hammer and screamed as he charged at the oars and hit three of them with his hammer. He grabbed one of them by the leg and threw him against the rock. Two more were advancing toward my friend, and he let out a small, very worried call that signaled me to hit the boars with my tail and send them off. One of the boars managed to land on Stoick as he was facing them off. The boar looked like he was going to bite his face off is he got the chance. I knew the best time to have to trust him was now, and if he died, I lost the chance to save my friend, so I ran over to him and hit him with my tail. He stood up and charged at the other three boars,who he hit with his hammer, sending one into the sea.

I looked in the forest again and roared to Stoick there were more... nine more to be exact. We looked at each other and he reached my hand to my snout once more. I stepped forward and let him touch my snout, letting him know I now fully trusted him. Stoick ripped the muzzle off of my nose (finally) and I bowed my head to let him climb on my back. He got on, I flew up a few feet, and I screamed at the boars, sending them flying back into the forest. "Oh, look at us," said Stoick. "We're bonding."

I heard the call of a Night Fury in the distance, and saw Hiccup and Toothless coming toward the rock, along with a few of his friends (I guessed they were his friends, anyway). "What... happened?" Hiccup asked as he landed.

"Eh, battled a few boars, did a little bonding..." Stoick chuckled as he said this.

"You?" Hiccup asked.

"Of course. There's something you should know about dragons. It's all about trust."

"So you actually heard that?"

Yes, I just said it." He chuckled again. "I listen."

They smiled at each other in the calmness of the sea. As we flew back to the village I now knew as Berk, Toothless and I with Hiccup and Stoick carrying our friend on a blanket, we put him down next to a man I now knew as Gobber, as Stoick said, "Take good care of him. He's a friend." Gobber gave the thumbs up saying he understood. As I helped pull a ship out into the sea with my new owner, Stoick, we, along with Hiccup and Toothless, took a nice flight along the sea as I screamed my signature scream of excitement. I knew I was going to have a good time here on Berk.

My dad still does things the Viking way. Fortunately, Toothless and I showed him that the Viking way can also be the dragon way.

Boy, was that fun. Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've just been thinking about some stuff. If you have any suggestions for perspectives you want me to do in my Dragon's Perspective series, please leave a review with your suggestion. Thank you guys so much for reading and I will hopefully be publishing again soon. Bye!