Thank you all for the previous reviews and alerts, but I decided to redo this again because re-reading it now it looked awful, so I'm trying again. Was originally called The New Dragon of Astrid's.
How to train your Dragon belongs to DreamWorks and Cressida Cowell.
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I sat outside of the cave dug into the mountain side looking up at the sky.
For several months there haven't been any nightly raids on the human's viking village.
As a matter of fact, I haven't seen any type of dragon come past my way. No Montrous Nightmares, no Deadly Nadders, Gronckles, Hideous Zipplebacks, not even any Terrible Terrors!
I am not entirely sure where they have all gone. Maybe while they raided they all got slayed? Did they all move without telling me? The Terrors would of told me if we were leaving the Dragon Island or this island, they are notorious for gossiping between dragons.
I have been planning for a while to set out and look for them all. After all, I heard that Night Fury's are incredibly rare, and that I'm one of the last left, aside from a male that is called Toothless, from which I heard from a Gronckle.
I may be one of the most powerful dragons, but I am a bit of a chicken.
I won't fight with another dragon, I won't fight for food, I certainly won't fight a human, and I am afraid to loose my life.
See, unlike other types of dragon, Night Fury's live independently their entire lives. Even as hatchlings we are independent. We grow up and have to make our own choices, but sometimes, or alot of times, our judgement is wrong, or we make a wrong move. We've never had parents to lean on for support.
And as you can see, I've grown up as a flying chicken. But it's always kept me safe, and I'm happy so I guess it doesn't matter.
I look more closely at the sky, and now I've decided, tonight shall be the night I search for the other dragons!
But little did I know, that this was one of the worst nights of my life.