Dagur held the green eyed baby girl in his arms smiling happily.
"Nora?" He said softly, looking down at his daughter
Nora looked up at him with wide green eyes, as she snuggled closer for warmth.
His smile widened holding her closer. " Your cute." he laughed softly.
The baby girls emerald green eyes slowly closed as she grew tired. She yawned cutely before going to sleep completely.
Dagur gently put her into her crib close to the fire place, covering her with a white and black fur blanket displaying a Skrill.
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4 months later
" ATTACKING CLAN!" some one yelled out, as they had spotted the armada of enemy vessels coming towards Berserker Island.
Dagur's head snapped up at the sound. He laid Nora in her crib before running out with his axe raised.
Nora played with her feet happily, unknowing of what was happening.
Dagur joined the clash of blades on the shore. He fought distracted by the thought of having left Nora alone with an enemy clan on the island." AHH!" he yelped as he was hit in back of the head, knocking him to the ground, out cold.
Nora whimpered getting scared being alone. She whined hearing someone come in.
An enemy soldier walked in smirking slightly. " So the idiot had a kid." he mused out loud spotting Nora in her crib. He walked over picking the girl up, still in her blanket.
Nora started to cry as he took her outside. He took her away from the battle, finding a small fishing boat and he laid the fussing girl inside before setting her adrift.
Nora cried louder as she drifted towards Berk.
Dagur woke up, wincing at the sharp pain shooting through his head. "Nora.." he said barley audible. He got up shaking his head in attempt to clear it. All he could think of was getting home to Nora.
The boat carrying the young girl drifted gently over the water. It later became beached on the island of Berk.
A tall, large man saw the beached fishing boat. He quickly made his way down to see what was inside.
"Now what do we have here eh?" He mused quietly as he looked inside. His eyes fell upon the white and black blanket. "what in Odin's name...?" he pulled the blanket back slowly. He stared down at the sleeping baby girl.
The black haired girl remained sleeping peacefully.
" My gods..." the man whispered picking her up, wrapping her up again in order to keep her warm. He quickly took her with him up to the village.
