Very short. I wrote this before Forbidden Friendship to try to understand Toothless a little better. Enjoy! ^^

Being back in the sky felt like finally being alive again.

The glorious sensation of gliding, carving through the plumes of clouds and drifting through the airstreams returned to me a vivacity lost since Hiccup maimed me.

Funny, I chuckled to myself, when I was hit I was terrified at the thought just what horrific beast could have downed me like that… In truth it was a scrawny Viking nobody. And now, it was my scrawny Viking nobody. Sure, at first I hated the little guy. I mean, he blew off half my tail, tangled me up and left me sitting in the middle of a clearing for a night to make friends with the local wildlife. But I have to admit, he surprised me when he set me free. I was so thankful I expressed my rage by yelling a long obscenity at him rather than pounding his face into casserole.

And since then, I've even developed a little nub of affection for him. He sort of reminds me of a human, awkward version of me. He's pretty clever and he's got a spirit in him unlike the other humans. He even figured out how to fix my tail, although there are still a few kinks to be ironed out.

And that was what today was all about: a test drive. Although I wasn't too excited about it, flying was no longer going to be a solo deal. We'd become symbiotic: I needed him controlling half of my rudder. He'd come up with some bizarre system for communicating just what he was doing back there; If only there was a way to let him know that I can feel everything he's doing and he's really just making himself sound silly. Oh well.

That familiar nasally but friendly voice drifted down from my back to my ears, "Okay there, bud, we're gonna take this nice and slow," he reassured me. I rolled my eyes to myself. Nice and slow is not how I like to fly, I thought to myself impatiently.

His fumbling murmurs whipped past in the wind, "Here we go, oh, here we go, uh… Position three, no… four," he finished indecisively, looking back and deliberately shifting my tail into an updraft-glide position.

Spreading my wings and rudder flaps flap, I felt the strength of the warm current of air cushioning my underbelly and keeping me airborne. We skated through the air effortlessly. I felt Hiccup lurch in the saddle a few times when the current shifted. Hey, be careful up there! If you fall, I'm falling with you!

"Aright, it's go time, it's go time," Hiccup said as much to himself as to me as he shifted me forward into a dive.

I shook out my wings and let a joyful, primal grin climb across my face. Now you're talking!

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Thank you all for such positive feedback! The reviews and faves mean quite a lot to me. If you're angry I cut it off, it's because I watched the following scene when Toothless swoops down and that whole flying sequence and tried to think of how to describe it, and I realized that I can't paint that with words. That's something that I can't do justice to, y'know? So I cut it short. ?Next weekend, after exams, I'll do my best to write some more Toothless POV, probably an original scene with him and Hiccup getting into some mischief or something. More feedback is always appreciated! You guys are the best. ^^