This is personally my favorite chapter so far. I still haven't decided 100% on what will happen between these two by the end of the story, but expect plenty of banter 😉

Sienna was a clever dragon. She learned how to read humans and their emotions, and as far as she was concerned, Ragnhild posed a threat to Zyrah. Sienna knew that both Ragnhild and Einar knew Zyrah. But whether or not they planned to do something about it was yet to be determined.

When she wasn't with the riders, she was exploring Berk, absorb all her surroundings.

As she walked through the woods, she couldn't help but smile. It somehow reminded her of her home island, where she, her two brothers and sisters all grew up together. It was called, Rokk kvöldsins, or Night's Rock. As far as she knew, that's where most Night Furies mated and raised a family together, and she thought about what Toothless had told her, about being raised with an isolated family.

While parents raise their hatchlings, Night Furies are pack dragons. But once they're old enough they become loners until they meet their mate. And it was not only rare but dangerous for a Night Fury family to be isolated from the group. The family was more at risk to be caught and potentially killed.

"What're you doing out here?" She turned around to see Toothless.

"I'd ask you the same, aren't you always with your rider?" The male Night Fury shrugged.

"I deserve my alone time, he trusts me." He replied, approaching her with curiosity, "Are you always this paranoid?"

"Paranoid's stretching it, don't you think? I like to think of myself as just hyper-aware. It helps the survival instincts. Not like you'd know though, since you were brainwashed." Toothless growled at her at that.

"I'm not proud of my actions then, no dragon here is. How were you and your friends not slaves of Mother Death?"

"Maybe because my island is further away from that island than Berk. Plus my parents always told me to be cautious in the outside world, especially for us Night Furies. Didn't your parents ever teach you that?" Toothless grumbled.

"Once my sisters and I were old enough, our parents promptly kicked us out of the nest. They didn't teach us much. I don't even know where my sisters are anymore."

"Mm." His emerald eyes almost seemed to glow in the hazy light shining through the trees. Sienna couldn't help but take notice of Toothless's build. He was mighty, strong, powerfully built, after all those years of fighting and training, he had muscle. He was bigger than some male Night Furies she'd known in the past.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Oh, sorry. I tend to observe new dragons to get to know them better."

"Looking for weaknesses?" She shook her head.

"Not exactly, just… observing." After a moment or two, she huffed slightly and turned to walk elsewhere, leaving Toothless confused. Should he follow her or head back to the village?

She was smart, very observational, and being aware of everything going on around you were good traits, but he had yet to learn more about her. Like her true name, because every dragon had two names, one that they were given at birth by their parents, and then a second name, given to them by their riders.

He decided to follow her, and once he caught up, he went straight to his first question.

"If you don't mind me asking, what's your true dragon name?" She looked at him through her peripheral vision.

"Why does it matter to you?"

"Because it's polite." She rolled her eyes again.

"Myrai." She answered, "I haven't been called that in some time."

"Myrai… That's a lovely name." She sighed.

"Alright, I've told you mine, what's yours?"

"Ryrses." He replied with a smile, "Some of the dragons who knew me from Mother Death's nest call me that sometimes."

"Does it ever bother you?"

"No, not really." It took some time but the two began to talk and make decent conversation. Sienna revealed her more playful side, ending up in a game of tag. Toothless couldn't deny the pang of jealousy he had that Sienna had both her tailfins. And she was fast. Catching her would be difficult.

Whoa, where did that come from? Catching the female was part of the mating process and he did not want to give her the wrong idea, that'd be awkward, he'd probably piss her off if he did that.

He had known that female Night Furies were particularly plucky, especially in their early adult years, and Sienna was a prime example. She took no shit from nobody, that much Toothless could tell. But he liked that kind of pluckiness from her, it was amusing. She made him laugh.

And as the days passed by, Toothless continue to watch how Sienna reacted to things. She was very protective of her rider, almost like she was her hatchling. But he noticed how defensive she got around the new arrivals. She clearly did not like them…

In the guest house, where the five siblings and Konall slept, it was well into the night, there was a new moon, and it was quiet. Everyone was sound asleep. In one of the beds Eindride was having a strange dream, kicking around at his blankets and balling up his hands into fists, as if preparing for a fight, but he remained mostly quiet.

Meanwhile, Zyrah was in a deep sleep, nothing could disturb her, except a quick bathroom break. She yawned quietly, stood up, stretched and began to make her way outside to do her business. In her barely half-awake state, she failed to see, or hear the two figures approach her from behind.

One figure slapped their hand over her mouth, silencing her shrieks and the other arm wrapped around her waist securely and began to carry her off. Zyrah wasn't giving in without a fight. She kicked and squirmed with all her might, and took notice the stranger had a mask on, and it was too dark to see their eyes.

She broke free, falling to the ground in fright and began to back away, but only to back away into another stranger's legs, and the last thing she saw was a club coming down on her head.

Dun dun duuuuuuuun!