More setting the scene. Stick with me. Something will happen. At the moment the point of view is changing every chapter, but that will change eventually. Thanks! Enjoy.


Hiccup

"Okay, so that could have gone better."

Toothless gave a funny little snort of agreement.

We were stealthily flying in the cover of night, with only the moon, and Toothless' night vision, to guide us.

Honestly, being popular is not all that it seemed. I was finally wanted, accepted as the chief's son. However, the chief's son had duties, duties that I was not trusted enough to do before. I was meant to lead, show the path for others, and that was fine- with dragons. I can deal with dragons, people, on the other hand, are not my forté.

Still, life could be worse. I had Toothless, he was a constant in my life which, as I was soon discovering, is a rarity.

We were going on a night flight, hoping to escape the call of ongoing duties. Night was Toothless' favourite time. Darkness was his ally.

I may have made a teensy mistake.

It wasn't my fault, not really. Well, maybe a little bit.

Because of my affinity with dragons, and my non-existent affinity with people, I had been assigned to dealing with the dragons in the village. There was some conflict between two neighbours and their dragons. I was called in to help.

And I brought Snotlout. Astrid and Fishlegs were busy, it was either him or the Twins. Still, not my best move.

Snotlout had to bring Hookfang, of course, and when things got heated between the two dragons (in more ways than one), Hookfang joined in.

And burnt down half the village. Sigh.

At this point, Snotlout decided he wasn't really needed anymore and left, with Hookfang. Leaving me standing alone in the ashes, waiting for the lash of my dad's fury.

And, oh, was it grand.

Toothless mad a soft gurgle underneath me. I looked down, and found that we were no longer flying along ocean, but were now above land.

A land I had never seen before. Interesting.

I changed Toothless' tail position and we swooped down to investigate. We landed in a small clearing. The vegetation seemed greener here, the land less harsh, with not as many rocks. Jumping off Toothless, I walked to the edge of the clearing, looking around me. No, I had never been here before, this could be fun.

Toothless let off a low, rumbling growl.

"What is it bud?"

At that point I heard a pounding noise that sounded a bit like a heard of yaks stampeding, but more isolated, as if there was only one creature making the noise.

I guided Toothless into the foliage behind me, then ducked down next to him, lying in wait, and in wonder.


Yeah I know, not very exciting. I'm getting there! Once again, please inform me on any mistakes, or anything you liked. Thank you!