Hello peeps. I'm sorry I took so long, but I like to have another chapter done before posting one and… chapter 4 is still not done. I just felt bad.

Chapter 3

I had definitely had better days. I was hungry and trapped. I'd been stuck in the cove for almost two days, and had spent most of my time trying to escape. Since I had lost one of my tail fins when I was shot down, I couldn't fly, so instead I would launch myself into the air as best I could, and try to climb the rest of the way out. The cove walls, however, were too high and too steep. My body was stiff and sore from failed escape attempts, which always ended in me crashing. Hunger did not help. There was nothing to eat, except for a few small fish that swam in the lake. Just my luck, I could never catch one. The water was too cold for my liking. Dragon scales don't give protection against cold.

I was trying to get out of that gods-forsaken cove for what had to have been the millionth time when I saw that stupid Viking again. I just got a glimpse of him, as I clawed up the cliff next to him. He stumbled back in surprise and I lost my weak hold on the stone wall and turned in midair, gliding across the lake to the opposite side of my prison. My landing was anything but graceful. I groaned and got to my feet, shaking my head a bit. Paying the human boy no attention, I ran and jumped of a log and into the air. No use. My landing was even rougher this time, but I shook it off and gave it another go. After two more attempts, I surrendered.

"Hopeless!" I yelled. "This is hopeless!" Rage boiled inside me. "Even if I could get out, what would I do then? I can't fly, and I never will again!" I let some of my anger on the ground; blasting it and leaving a large scorch mark in the grass. I leapt into the air, gliding across the freezing water, and crashing head-first into the dirt on the other side. A fish jumped in the pond, catching my attention. I stalked the fish in the water for a moment before dunking my head into the water, snapping at the fish, teeth out to their full length.

Just like every other time, the fish darted away, and left me still hungry. Of course, the fish wouldn't make much of a meal, they were too small, but it was better than nothing.

A clattering sound echoed from the opposite side of the cove, and I raised my head to see the boy watching me from a cliff ledge. I had almost forgotten he was there. I fixed him in a hard, hawk-like gaze. When he didn't leave, I cocked my head as if to say 'Why are you still here?' He must have gotten the message, because he got to his feet and disappeared around the wall of rocks, leaving me to mope in peace.

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That night, a huge rain storm raged over the island, increasing my misery. Now I was hungry, wet, cold, trapped and doomed. Perfect. Just perfect. I curled up under a tree, back pressed against one of the cliffs, and drifted off.

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The Viking boy came back the next day. It was late afternoon when I perched on a rock, watching as the human wandered into the cove holding a good sized fish in his hand. My stomach growled, but I stayed where I was, crouched low on my perch, tail flicking back and forth slightly. As he slowly walked past me, I got silently to my feet and spread my wings a bit. He whipped around and gasped, taking a step back, and I climbed down the rock with ease, never taking my eyes of him.

I came to a stop in front of him, sniffing the air and letting out a warning growl. The boy held out the fish, and I crept forward. I was about to take the fish from his hand when I spotted a familiar dagger stuck in his belt. I growled menacingly. The human switched the fish to his other hand and went to retrieve the weapon. I snarled, and he took a step back and, pulling the dagger out with two fingers, dropped it on the ground.

"Farther." I snapped. "Toss it in the lake."

I nodded at the lake with my head since he couldn't understand me. The boy kicked the knife into the lake, and I watched it sink for a second before sitting down with wide eyes. He held the fish out again, and I opened my mouth to take it, teeth still retracted.

"Toothless." The human said, sounding curious. "I could have sworn you had…"

He gaped as my teeth snapped out and I snatched the fish from his hands, swallowing it whole. The fish was fresh and tasted delicious, and my mouth welcomed the taste of food. I was still a little hungry, but I felt better. I licked my lips and returned my gaze to the boy.

"…teeth." He finished quietly.

I walked cautiously towards him and he stumbled, backing into a rock.

"No. No. No." he said nervously. "I don't have anymore."

I retched up the bottom half of the fish and dropped it in his lap, like a mother dragon would for her hatchling, and sat back on my hind legs. He sat up straighter and looked at me. I looked from him to the fish, indicating I wanted him to eat it. After a few seconds, he realized what I wanted him to do, and took a bite of the fish before holding it back out to me. I swallowed, and he sighed before doing the same. He smiled, and I copied him as best I could. Dragons aren't really made for smiling. He regarded me curiously before slowly reaching out his hand. I snarled, narrowing my eyes at his hand, and quickly glided across the cove.

Yay hooray! Exactly 1000 words, not including authors notes. Sorry again for taking so long. I am a procrastinator AND a bookworm, and that is not a good combination. "Oh, I'll keep working in just a second; I just have to finish reading this chapter…"

5 hours later…

*closes book* "Another book finished! Wait… *looks at clock* …crap."

That is my life.