How To Train Your Dragon
Richard the Brave and his Dragon Kerosine
Part1
Berk: 12 days before Thorsday Thursday
Richard was standing immobile at the clifftop overlooking Berk Bay.
He was quietly watching down the cliffs, the fish splashing in the waters below and the Dragons playing in the field.
A lot has changed in Berk ever since Hiccup defeated the Red Death and so established a bond between the Vikings and the Dragons, while they were usually always fighting each other
'Richard' an unusual name for a Viking, as vikings were often given hidious names to frighten gnomes and trolls. He was muscular had blond hair and dark green eyes, though he was not as muscular as Snotlout, he was taller then him. Richerd laughed by himself when he rememberd a 'friendly' sparring match between them. What Richerd had less in muscles then Snotlout, he had more in brains, when Snotlout charged at him, Richard had simply tackled Snotlout, who landed on his face on a piece of granite. For this, Richard had been given 'the Brave' as nickname.
Richard noticed a Grapple Grounder appearing on the graslands below. The Grapple Grounder dragon was a newcomer to Berk, and becouse they are highly agressive, most people evaded them. The Grounder failed to notice Richard.
Richard found that he had been standing there for far to long. He raised his arm, then he put two fingers against his mouth and gave a sharp whistle. Just a half minute later, without looking behind him, he reached behind him with his right arm, he touched something hot and metally. He slowly turned his head and looked right in the serpentine eyes of a huge Monstrous Nightmare.
Richard smiled.