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Alpha's First Heat

Winter was coming to an end and Toothless knew she was about to experience something that many other dragons have experienced. She was about to have her first heat cycle since becoming a mature Night Fury and becoming Alpha over Berk. A week ago, she actually felt cold for the first time in her life and brought this up with Cloudjumper. He had told her, "Oh young Alpha, you're about to experience your first heat, but how will you find a mate though? I haven't seen another of your kind for many years." She wondered what would become of her if she couldn't find another Night Fury and how long her heat would last.

Most dragons didn't have long heat cycles she learned, usually around three months, but since she was so rare in the region, no one knew how long her cycle would last. It was coming up on early Vor [1] nearly a month since the ice began to melt and she was getting anxious for no particular reason. She paced around the village constantly and didn't go for flights often with Hiccup. This caused some concern for her best friend and he kept trying to ask her what the problem was. She wished that she could tell him, but thankfully his mother, Valka, had spent enough time with dragons to tell him what her issue was. When he understood, he spent a solid two days in the forge remaking the automatic tail he gave her just over five years ago. This time though, she was not going to destroy it.

The day she received her new tail, she was worried about what the others might think of her if she became burdened with a hatchling. As she prepared to leave, the other dragons that she had grown up with and became the first riders with her, came to see her off. Stormfly and Meatlug gave her advice for seeking a mate, but knew she would find someone worthy of her. Barf and Belch wished her safe travels and good luck in her search. Hookfang surprised her the most, telling her that if she came back with eggs ready to lay that he'd watch over them if needed. Cloudjumper too said that and that while she was caring for her young he would take over Alpha duties if needed. She smiled at them and bowed her head to show her appreciation.

She told them with great joy, "All of you are so great. I was worried what all of you would think, that maybe I'd be less of your Alpha if I had a hatchling. Now, I know it doesn't matter. Thank you all and I pray to the moon dragoness Nóttu [2] that I shall find a mate and hopefully bring him home with me."

She looked behind her and saw Hiccup coming up to her. He gave a light scratch behind her right earplate and she started to purr, "I'm going to miss you girl, but I hope you find the one that will treat you right and be your mate."

She wished that he could understand her. She would reassure him, and thank him for all the effort he'd gone through to help her. Instead of trying to communicate in a way he wouldn't understand, she simply licked his upper body and face several times happily. "Toothless…stop…you know that doesn't wash out," he teased her as he slowly wiped the saliva off of his flight suit and face.

Toothless backed away from everyone and launched herself into the air, fly away from her home by herself for the first time in five years. Something told her to fly south, she didn't know what, but she listened to her instinct and adjusted her course. She flew for the rest of the day before she found an island to rest for the night. She curled up on herself and hid her tail under her two front paws. She slowly closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep, but her body started to heat up.

Between her rear legs and just under her under her tail, her nether lips began to swell and started to produce a gleaming stream of natural lubricant, signaling she had gone into heat. This night was not a pleasant one as she whined, whimpered, growled and tossed around as her body betrayed her. She couldn't keep a clear mind for the rest of the night and simply couldn't fall asleep as her pheromones wafted into the air and began to spread over the entire island. Even if she couldn't keep a clear head, there were a couple things on her mind even in the worrisome haze of what was happening. Who would follow her scent? Would any male follow it or would only male Night Furies come if they picked up her scent?

Her body didn't calm down until into the early hours of the next day, when her body started to relax and she hoped to possibly get some rest before flying further south and begin calling for a mate. Hundreds of generations of her species' instincts told her what to do for the call, but still the worry of if a male would even reply upset her the most. She couldn't fly by herself if she didn't have this new tail and how would that affect the way a potential mates' view of her? Would she be seen as weak and easy?

Toothless got about a couple hours rest before her body pleaded with her for nutrition. She groaned from lack of sleep and the sharp hunger pains in her stomach. She sniffed the air to try to find food, but it was heavily laced with her own scent. She took to the sky to get away from her scent and started to scan the forest for food with her eyes and nose. She noticed some movement and dove back down towards the movement. Once she got closer, she noticed it was a boar and quickly gave chase before pouncing on it and killing it. After gorging herself on the boar, she quickly took to the sky again and flew further south until her body began to heat again and lubricate itself. Her eyes scanned for an island and she found one just to her right and quickly descended upon it.

As soon as she landed, liquid arousal began to trickle down her hind legs. She needed a mate and dearly hoped that the call she was about to give would be answered quickly. She didn't like not having control of her body like this and this need was something she could no longer handle alone.

Toothless raised her head to the sky and started to call out in a loud series of short roar and growls. She'd wait several minutes for a reply before she continued again and again while her arousal continued to heat her body up.

After hours of repeating the same call again and again and having no reply, Toothless sulked slightly. "Maybe I really am the last of my kind and I'll be stuck like this for months on end not able to do anything until this is over," she bemoaned to herself in seeming defeat.

She quickly laid herself down on the ground to get some rest before she began again. She napped for nearly three hours before the heat came again caused her to stir. She whimpered at being woken up soon from her slumber, but the heat only intensified. She stood and began to repeat the call again; radiating her calls as he scent flew into the chilly air. In her mind, she felt like this whole process was pointless since she hadn't seen another Night Fury since she had begun her life on Berk. Then she called again somewhere around the halfway point of her current heat and then she got it. Both the biggest surprise and the scariest thing to happen in her life occurred on her lasted call. A male Night Fury replied to her call…

Notes:

[1] Vor is Old Norse for Spring.

[2] Nóttu is Icelandic for Nocturnal

Thank you to KinkFury and Peppermint Clouds for beta work on this

Next Chapter Toothless meets this Night Fury