Errelet POV

They had landed. The dreadful being some called human being. But Errelet's people called them:

Dragon Trappers.

"My Queen, should we dispose of them?" Throk asked (her commander) peering at the five dragons soring through the sky above. How had dragon trappers gotten dragons to ride on?

Errelet's inside burned with anger in thinking how much suffering the Trappers would have put the mighty dragons in made Errelet's blood curl, but also another feeling stirred in her… was it… envy. No it couldn't be. Envy of what? The Trappers being able to fly.

No. Never, it was disrespectful for a human to fly on the back of a dragon. However, knowing this fact didn't stop Errelet's curiosity from spreading. What would it be like to be on the back of a dragon flying through the air? To feel the freedom of the sky through her hair.

"Take some companions and gather the torturous trappers and bring them here." The Queen commanded, looking in the same direction of the Trappers, her face calm and calculating, however, Errelet could see the Queen's hands clenched in a tight grip, containing all her furry in them, shaking them with all the anger she felt towards them.

"Yes my Queen." A course of voices spoke at once and the cluster of people run towards the forest where the Trapper looked like they would land.

The crowd of people all wore black ninja like outfits covered in complete black and a hood and mask covering everything accept the eyes. Errelet's eyes where a sea green that stood out in the sea of black, distinguishing her from the others who where all browns and hazels.

"Why would Viggo want to keep to this side of the Island Hiccup? It doesn't make sense." Errelet detected it as a female voice, and apparently she was talking to a male named Hiccup. What kind of stupid name was that?

Errelet gave out a little giggle, only to be immediately hushed by her fellow comrades.

"Oh come on. Hiccup?" Errelet whispered again only to receive a finger to the lip.

The leader of then gang (Throk) pointed up to the trees. A signal to hide in them and pick off the Trappers one at a time. It had seemed that they had separated from the dragons, which meant the defenders would just have to find them later and free them later.

They jumped up into the trees and slowly but surely picked them one at a time, first being a rather plump one with blond hair and a horned metal Viking hat on, which wasn't easy since he was twice the size of Errelet so when Errelet's friend Peggy successfully took him out without anybody else realising Errelet silently congratulated her in her mind.

The second was a smaller girl, or was it a boy Errelet couldn't really tell but next to her was what Errelet presumed was its twin.

The next one was a more bulky, with dark brown hair and also a helmet on like the others. He had said something like: "Snot lout, Snot lot, oy, oy, oy." But he was also taken out shortly.

The last two where left to Errelet and a boy named Joan.

They moved silently through the branches as smooth as homemade butter on a pan. The two had realised that their team had gone and faced back to back, circling in a 360-degree circle, looking around them. Why didn't anyone ever look up?

Joan was about to strike when Errelet suddenly stopped him.

"What are you doing?" He asked frustration shown on his face as clear as water.

"Please can we use the spit wads?" Errelet asked. She had been working on them for months now and was sure they would work… well pretty sure.

"No, your inventions never ever work." Joan said. He was only a year and a half older than Errelet who was turning fifteen in a little while. Well she wasn't entirely sure but she was pretty sure.

"Please," she said drawing out the 'e'. "I've pretty much perfected the aim and size of it so that it can hit its target at a length of 24.8 feet, and coted in those purple knock out flowers that grow near the water fountain. Please." Errelet fluttered her eyes and pouted making it impossible for Joan to say no.

"Whatevet!" He huffed out.

"Yes."

Then they aimed and shot, it would have worked if the boy hadn't blocked it with his sword. "We come in-" he was about to say when I let out another round of darts, which knocked him and the girl out cold, but not before he said: "Piece"

"Way to cut it close moron."

"It worked didn't it." Errelet said sheepishly

"Errelet!" oh oh "What did you do?"

"You are so Loki's dessert." Joan laughed and jumped down to the ground.

'Oh Thor strike me down.' Errelet thought, it was Throk and she just knew that he would tare off her ear faster than a deadly natter could pin her to the tree.

She jumped down landing on her feet with a slight bend in her knee. She didn't want a re-run of what happened last time when she had broken her foot.

The most boring six weeks of her life, but Throk had taught her how to land after that.

"Errelet you where told not to do that any more." He said gesturing towards the dart imbedded into the boy's neck.

"It's completely harmless… probably." Errelet looked down at her feet to not have to stair into Throk's intense brown eyes.

"We'll talk about this later." He said placing the unconscious boy on to his back in a way that Errelet couldn't see the boy's face. "You two bring the girl along."

Errelet took the girl by her shoulders while Joan took her by her feet, all the while they where walking back Errelet had noticed how pretty the girl was, she had bright blond messy hair.

"Come on, were going back."