Gyda turned, knowing her son would keep an eye on the newcomers. Her eyes found the rest of her family. Wildfire looked around as if the entire ordeal was some adventure. Snowfire seemed unsure and hung close to his father. Icewing had an annoyed look upon her face. Gyda hid her smile. The hatchling had asked nicely and been granted permission to sleep upon her favorite human's head only to be rudely awoken and shuffled off while Hiccup had to deal the newcomers.
Gyda was slightly surprised she had yet to rush off in her annoyance, though Gyda laid that to the fact the other dragons were on edge. Gyda knew Icewing probably wanted to run to Hiccup. She was grateful a hatchling's natural response to any incident that caused the adults around them to be on guard caused the hatchling to stay put. Hiccup did not need Icewing seeking his comfort right now.
Frost and Pale stood over their hatchlings with Iggy and Buttercup giving them back up. The rest of the Terrors alternated from watching the two young Nadders and the flock of sheep, who funny enough had gone back to sleep.
Gyda was tempted to break the line of dragons and humans separating the newcomers from the young and those sheep. Let the humans see how dangerous dragons really were. Gyda knew, though, that the line would not move. Hiccup's almost roar of enough causing them to react. They would not listen to any other than Hiccup until Hiccup gave the all clear.
Gyda swallowed her giggle. She knew his children thought her oblivious. It seemed most children thought the same of their parents, no matter the race or species. Gyda, however, was not blind nor observant. She realized what was happening, even if she did not know what it all meant or how it all came about.
Val had told Hiccup in the second movie he had the heart of a chief and the soul of a dragon and that only he could bring the two worlds together. As Gyda watched the movies or the shows, she came to believe Hiccup's mind held the cunning and his will held the resolve of a king. That had been why she told him about his heart, soul, mind, and will back in her home. Technically, she was giving him information well before its time, but it had to have been said. He had to know why the dragons bowed to him in that moment. He had to know what they sensed in him.
Gyda had known Hiccup's soul had been what connected him to Toothless and that his bond with Toothless opened the door to connect him to the other dragons. Gyda had not expected what was happening right now though. The dragons were not far off. Hiccup was human but was dragon as well. How and why this was the case, Gyda did not know. The first movie held little to explain it. The second movie gave the alpha position to Toothless. The only times Gyda had ever seen a glimpse of Hiccup being an alpha to any of the dragons had been in the shows.
Gyda turned back, not quite sure the future she and her family knew mattered anymore. Certain things did happen but a good portion was completely different than what she had watched or read, given they had also decided to make graphic novels as well.
Her mind shifted from her wonderings as the one called Padrig walked closer to his sister. A sister that stood near to Hiccup, Astrid, and Toothless. Gyda felt her son tense and placed a hand upon his foreleg. She knew it would do little because all the dragons were still in a mindset of being hyper focused upon Hiccup. The only reason Frost, Pale, and all of the Terrors, except Sharptshot and Sneaky, were behind the line was because of the young dragons. The sheep had been added solely because Hiccup had ordered them saved last night. Had there been no young of the nest to keep safe, or sheep the alpha wanted safe, those same small dragons would have been above the newcomers waiting for an order to attack or for one of the humans to try to attack Hiccup.
Ombra had explained much as Frost and Shadow grew, before his untimely death. How dragons processed thoughts and ideas. How they handled orders given from those in authority over them. How they loved their flock. Everything Gyda would need to know in order to raise her sons. He had also been adamant that she take care in the alpha the ultimately bowed to. They were her kids, they loved her, but an alpha could call and they would be unable to respond to anything she wanted until the alpha released them. He also warned that if they bowed to an alpha and that alpha was in danger, her sons would die to defend that alpha, even if she did not want the to. They would also kill without hesitation, even though she had taught them both to try to resolve any conflict with words before actions.
Gyda sighed, knowing she would have to speak to Hiccup about that warning as well. Soon. His call earlier had the dragons on their feet. Whatever gave him the power to do that, he had to know what it did to the dragons. What he could do to the dragons. If not, he was likely to issue another call and his friends would be unable to do anything with their dragons. Or be surprised when their dragons acted in a manner they were not expecting. The guilt would linger with Hiccup. Gyda knew that. Given his past, he would not want to upset his friends at all, much less be in a position where it seemed as if he had stolen their dragons and caused them to scare their riders.
"How did all of dis happen?" Padrig asked, looking at Hiccup but keeping his hands at his sides, though he still held the severed axe handle. "How did ye become a dragon whisperer?"
"It's a long story," Hiccup said.
Padrig looked around and made the stupid mistake of using the axe handle to point at Brynjar and Hoark. All the dragons snarled. The helmsman, still petting Toothless, went still. Hilda paled. Padrig froze.
"The handle," Hiccup said. "They see it as a weapon and you did almost hit that Nadder when it was a whole axe."
Padrig looked down as if just now noticing he had something in his hands. "Me Paw's axe," he whispered. "He.. he gave it ta me ta defend da house. Dragon killed'm da next night."
Hiccup sighed. "A dragon took my mother," he said, softly.
Gyda saw Padrig jerk. She watched the helmsman lift his hand from Toothless' head and turn to regard Hiccup then look towards Stoick. Hilda gasped, her hand covering her mouth.
"That be right," she said. "I saw dat big four winged…" Her voice trailed off and she glanced at Toothless. "Well, I can't right call it a beast now. Not wiv 'nother dragon 'sides me."
Toothless made a sound as close to a whimper as he might ever want to make, given he was an adult and the Nest Protector. He shook his head and looked away, as if hurt. Gyda hid her grin again. Even with the differences, it seemed Toothless had still found a chance to be the silly reptile he was at times in both the movies and the shows. Hilda giggled.
"I be sorry, Toothless," she said. "Ye no be a beast, but dat four-winged dragon did take Valka off. Her screamin' for da chief too."
"Then why?" Padrig asked. "How?"
"Since we be in here 'til the storm stops," Stoick began, "why don't we all find places ta sit and me boy and his friends'll tell da tale."
Prince: Hehe, honestly, Shadowfire's POV came about because I wanted y'all to know what that Nadder said. Plus it was time to reveal somethings.
Kirika: I am so glad you loved seeing things from Shadowfire's perspective. I love writing that crazy dragon.