Is this what think it is?
We were taking a tour of Berk when that little Terrible Terror came back up to Brionna.
"I guess you've really taken a liking to me, huh? Well, I guess I could use a dragon." She said to the Terror. It spit out a fireball and lit a patch of grass on fire. "I guess I'll call you Flame." Brionna laughed.
"Where are we headed next, Astrid?" I asked.
"The cove." Astrid replied.
'Hmm. Brionna got a Terrible Terror. Willow doesn't have one…yet. And so what dragon will I get?' I thought to myself. Suddenly, a crystal blue Terror wrapped itself around my leg. I looked down and saw it. I screamed and jumped around one 1 let trying to shake the Terror off the other. Willow just burst out laughing. "HEY!" I yelled at Willow.
"Know you know how it feels." Brionna muttered while scratching Flame's head. I carefully unwrapped the blue Terror of my leg and noticed it had a small yet deep cut on its leg.
"Hey, Astrid?" I said
"Yeah?"
"This little Terror has a cut on her leg." I said cradling the Terror carefully, so I don't hurt her.
"Is it deep?" Astrid asked.
"I'm not sure." I replied, as I cut off part of my sleeve and wrap it around the Terror's bleeding leg. "Hmm. You are cute. Maybe you can stay with me." I said to the Terror and she squawked in delight. "I'll call you Blue-Bell." I said and Astrid turned to me and looked at me like I have just grown wings.
"What? It's my favorite ice cream." I said. We finished the tour and we were headed to Astrid's house. She let us stay there until we found a way to get home. I found a blanket and ruffled it up so Flame and Blue-Bell had a place to sleep. We had a long day ahead of us.