It was quite a peaceful night. The moon was a bulbous white orb hanging in the sky. The teeny stars gave off musical twinkles as they shined. Behind these stars was an inky-black background. It was in this background that he often hid as dragons once attacked. He slipped between the stars and swerved around the moon. But that time was long past, he had Hiccup now and he no longer slipped past stars or swerved around the moon. He had no reason to. The sky was no longer the battleground it had once been. It was a peaceful sky.

Toothless slept much more soundly then he ever had before, yet at the same time an ominous feeling crept up along with the moonlight. The peacefulness still overwhelmed him and he fell asleep.

At one point of the night, Toothless felt an odd rush of wind enter the room, along with the sound of tiny feet slipping, quietly, on the floor. He soon fell asleep again, his nose itching as something fell on it.

Sometime later another noise made Toothless slip into a shallower sleep. It sounded like a voice and then a rush as a dragon with massive wings flew off out the window.

He still fell asleep afterwards. His nose still itched.

Not much long after that he abruptly awoke, startled.

It was too quiet. Toothless heard nothing but himself. Which was bad.

He got up and jumped over to the bed.

If Hiccup had been there like he should, Toothless would have heard him breathing or moving or something. Not silence.

He saw and heard nothing.

Now Toothless started to worry. Hiccup didn't just leave in the middle of the night without at least, and he means at the very least, telling him.

Toothless knew the viking couldn't be in any danger right now. There was no way he could be able to ignore Hiccup while he was in trouble.

So now he searched.

Obviously Hiccup was not in the small room, or anywhere else in the house, so Toothless slipped out the window into the night.

He glided through the trees, searching. As Toothless searched his mind wavered.

He felt her presence in his mind like always. Usually, especially since the tail incident, Toothless could hardly hear her, more often it was just a feeling, like seeing someone from a distance where they can't hear you and you can't hear them, yet you could still see each other. But now she felt closer. Much, much closer.

Toothless has never learned her name. Dragons did not have names. Instead of identifying someone by their name you would do so by their distinctive scent. No one ever needed to smell Toothless to know who he was. He was just the Night Fury. The only Night Fury.

Toothless had no name for her, in fact he has never once seen her. Actually, he probably saw her once back when he was hatched, but that was a long time ago.

Whenever he wished to see her the Queen forced him away. Apparently Toothless wasn't ready to meet the dragon he shared a mind with. The Queen never even told him who this dragon was, yet Toothless knew. She knew who he was in turn. Even though they had never met, never spoken to one another, they knew a lot.

But Toothless still didn't know much about his sister.

Snapping back to reality, he finds Hiccup's trail and starts to follow it in pursuit of the boy.

Hello! Here is just a short little chapter for you guys!

I hope you will enjoy this and as a little warning in the next chapter I am going to have a certain person cut off their limbs so be in on the warning for that gore.

Also I would like to ask if any of you would want to draw a cover for this. I personally have crap drawing skills and many of you are probably great at drawing! If you do this I would love you forever and I will absolutely make sure you get credit!

Have a wonderful time!