A/N: Special thanks to Sabre out there! I was kind of stumped and she helped me figure this part out! So, thank you very much! ^^

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The icy cold wind rushed past her as Mistyeyes glided across the sky, eyes slightly narrowed as her wings beat at a steady pace. The dragon let out a small huff as she looked around at the light blue sky that surrounded her. There wasn't a single cloud to stir the bright landscape, all that was in the air was the occasional bird that fluttered past her, or the wind. It was dreadfully windy, although thankfully Mistyeyes was traveling with the wind, causing her to pick up speed as she went along.

Although the trip was smooth, the dragon couldn't help but feel jarred. Nightflight's words from yesterday rang in her head over and over, a mantra that Mistyeyes couldn't shake from her head. She knew without a doubt in her mind that if Nightflight knew where she was going, the dragoness would not be pleased at all. In fact, Mistyeyes doubted that she would let her live. The thoughts sent chills down Mistyeyes's spine, but she brushed the feeling away roughly, gritting her teeth.

That didn't matter now. Mistyeyes had to see things for herself, she had to come to her own conclusion. Rumors were all she had heard these past few days, she needed the truth. She wouldn't act any way until she believed it herself. She did not forget the day that the Vikings had come and fought against the Pack of Night Furies in their cave, she did not forget the fact that lives were lost that day. But something nagged in the back of her mind, not letting delve deeper into the hate for humans that was shared amongst the others of her pack.

She couldn't trace it backwards, she did not know the feeling's source. It was an odd thing, she realized. Others of the pack had found it so easy to hate the humans, following the others of the Night Furies blindly like they always had. And yet Mistyeyes couldn't bring herself to even watch the scene that played out in front of her, even though she had once been the leader figure. How fast had the others forgotten about her? How fast had they tossed her aside and looked up to a new dragon? The thought pierced her heart like a thorn, making the dragon huff with anger and sadness.

But she shook herself once more, narrowing her eyes into slits as she focused on what was ahead. The island of Berk was making itself known, getting more defined as Mistyeyes swooped down closer. From where she hovered in the air, she could make out the edge of the island where the village had been planted, wincing slightly as she saw the burned wreckage of the town and houses. She was a Night Fury, the most feared kind of dragon in the world. The type of dragon that raised its head above all things and stood above everything else. And yet Mistyeyes was flinching at the very sight of this destroyed town.

Was it because she saw right through Nightflight? Was it because she was the only one that seemed to see the dragoness's cruelty? But did she just see it out of jealousy? Jealousy that Nightflight got to be the leader and she was pushed back down all the way to the bottom? What if that was all it was? What if she couldn't bring herself to take part in this because of her own wounded spirit? Was that all that was holding her back? Maybe it wasn't anything else at all, maybe she would have enjoyed this if she had always been a regular dragon.

But she swooped down nevertheless, diving down in a graceful arc and landing silently in the grass. She landed on the other side of the village, behind the rim of trees and reeds that lined the village, she flattened herself low to the ground, ears perked as she peered out from her hiding place curiously. The people were milling around the village, upon closer look, Mistyeyes realized that the village looked much better than she had thought. The houses were already started to be repaired, many people shredding off the blackened, burnt wood and replacing it with new slabs.

Mistyeyes started at a loud, high-pitched squeal. Turning her head, the dragon blinked slowly as she saw a smaller-looking human. It was a youngling, a thing no bigger than Mistyeyes's head. The small thing was bouncing up high into the air, other small ones shrieking with joy as they stumbled after her. The Night Fury stiffened as they got closer to her, bunching her muscles to make a break for another hiding spot, who knew what the things would do if they saw her? But she hesitated as she saw something that made her ears perk slightly, interest flashing in her eyes. Behind the running children, a small Terrible Terror was bouncing behind them, puffing up and huffing out sparks playfully.

It was obvious that the thing had no intentions of hurting the children, that much was certain. Mistyeyes looked at the smaller dragon carefully, eyes narrowing to confused slits. One of the girls skidded to a stop, whirling around and bouncing up and down gleefully. Taking off into the air, the Terrible Terror zoomed up and went up to land with a thump on her head, copying her as it started to bounce up and down on the thing's hair.

Instead of screaming, the girl giggled. "Look! Look!" She squealed in utter happiness. "Look what he learned to do!" The others clapped loudly, as if this was what they were trying to get him to do the whole time. If that was the case, they needed to rethink their strategies a little more. The Terrible Terror puffed out its chest proudly, kneading its paws on the girl's head excitedly. The girl reached up, bringing him off her head and giving him a large kiss. "Very good!" She cooed softly. "You are a very good boy, aren't you? Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?"

Suddenly, Mistyeyes looked up, eyes growing round as she saw what she had missed earlier. How she could have missed something so obvious, something so incredibly different? Dragons were flying all around the island, all different types and all different sizes and colors. Mistyeyes saw some of them actually helping the humans in reconstructing the village, bringing up supplies and new pieces of wood for the humans to work with. Mistyeyes caught sight of a Nadder standing beside a smallish girl, throwing out needle-sharp talons that stapled into the wood, keeping it in place firmly.

The Night Fury was completely caught off-guard, eyes wide and mouth slightly open as she looked on. She couldn't move, she didn't know where to move. Her paws were rooted in place, ears perked and eyes somewhat awestruck as she looked at the clearing. She had heard Toothless describe the place to her, right before she banished him from the island of the Night Furies. She recalled the words Toothless had spoken of, of an island that had been brought to peace with dragons. An island that was aided by the dragons, an island that completely defied all other rivalries with other dragons. An island that was…perfect. At least that was what was going through Mistyeyes's head. The dragon was completely dumbstruck, she couldn't remember how to move.

It was then that the Nadder from before turned away to look back at what looked like to be its owner, or something of that manner, so to speak. But it stiffened as its eyes landed on Mistyeyes, the Night Fury's lack of movement having left her head sticking out of the bush ever so slightly. The catch of the Nadder's gaze made Mistyeyes snap back into reality, ducking back into cover rapidly, heart pounding in her ears as she dug her claws into the ground.

Her eyes widened as she peered through the dense foliage to try and spot the Nadder. For a moment, the dragon didn't do anything but stare at the spot where she had disappeared, as if trying to debate whether or not it had actually seen her or if she was just a figment. Mistyeyes relaxed slightly as she saw the Nadder not moving, slouching slightly as she breathed out a breath she had not realized she had been holding. But then the Nadder started to roar loudly, Mistyeyes jumping nearly out of her skin as heat shot through her.

The Nadder screeched loudly, the village slowing at once in its mending as everybody turned wildly to look at the dragon. The Nadder's thistles went straight up on its lashing tail, it looked like it had gone crazy to say the least. The girl that had been working with the Nadder threw out her hands, trying to calm the raging dragon by muttering out soft words to it, slightly panicked at the same time. But the Nadder shook the girl off, dashing forward and making for the brush that Mistyeyes was being concealed by.

Jumping once more, Mistyeyes lurched into action, spinning around and dashing back deeper into the forest, feet pounding on the ground wildly as she ran forward. Risking a glance backwards, Mistyeyes caught sight of the Nadder rounding the corner and looking into her hiding spot, relaxing instantly as it let out a trill of confusion. Puffing, he whipped her head back around, facing forward now just in time to swerve past a rock wildly.

The forest flashed past her in a blur, the dragon having no idea where she was going as she flashed through clearing after clearing. The forest all looked the same to her, trees and rocks and bushes. She had always preferred to stay in the cave back at their old home, but ever since Fleetfoot had moved the pack to the small island off the shore from this one, Mistyeyes had slowly grown accustomed to the outside world. Not that she would rather have it than the cave, she would take the cave any day. Land was way too open, the cave was mixed and complex, nobody would have been able to sneak up on her or catch her off guard. Here it was completely different.

Her ears weren't accustomed to so many sounds at once, it was a miracle she could concentrate on one thing at a time. Launching herself out of the way of another rock, Mistyeyes growled under her breath, wondering how many of them there could be in one single place. They seemed to be everywhere as she looked around. Feeling herself slowing down, the dragon skidded to a stop, puffing and huffing as she raised her head to look back over her shoulder.

The coast was clear, nobody had followed her or was in the forest with her. The dragon eyed the dense greenery around her carefully, remembering how the island had looked from above. Trees seemed to fill every single inch of the rest of the island, where was she? How long would it take her to get lost? She would have to wait a while more until she could get up and fly, just in case the Nadder would have been watching the skies for a trace of her.

Sighing loudly to herself, Mistyeyes's ears flattened to her head, the dragon blinking for a moment or two until she shook herself, turning and clambering up to stand on top of a fairly large boulder. She looked hopefully for a sign that the woods were turning into something else, the dragon picturing herself rounding back to the village and finding a new hiding spot for herself. But disappointment filled her as she realized the forest stretched on ahead of her. She didn't remember how many turns she had taken, she didn't remember if it was straight back to the island or not.

The dragoness turned, ready to go back to the dragon island before she was missed, but stopped suddenly, stiffening as she heard a faint noise. Her ears perked, straining through the other sounds of the forest as she picked apart one sound from another. The birds cawing back and forth, the rustling of the leaves around her from the pesky wind that buffeted the landscape, the shifting that squirrels and animals caused. They were all shoved out of her mind as Mistyeyes listened for the tell-tale noise again. It sounded like a human.

Sure enough, the sound came again, a faint sound of laughter coming from up ahead. Blinking, Mistyeyes let her ears relax back to her head, the Night Fury looking back and forth from right and left. One way might have led back to the village, were most of the people and dragons seemed to be. Mistyeyes came to see that what Toothless had once told her had been true, did she not? But…the thought brought up another. Where had Toothless been?

She hadn't seen him among the others in the clearing, which was odd. Considering he was the only Night Fury on the island, he should have stood out a little more. The dragon's interest piqued as she thought back to the day Toothless had left. She had remembered now…the little skinny twig that she had made him attack. The thought made her wince slightly, but she pushed it away. Toothless had said the boy had been 'his human', the Vikings had taken the twig with them when they left. Did the twig survive?

Looking back to where the laugh had come from, Mistyeyes pushed herself to her feet, starting forward at a run once more. The winter wind whipped back at her, and Mistyeyes felt a shiver of cold run through her as she ran. A thin layer of snow lied on the ground, her feet leaving behind footprints with a small crunch as she went along. Could humans tell which tracks were which? Blinking rapidly, Mistyeyes slapped her tail down into the snow, letting it droop down to the ground as it covered her footprints. But all it did was leave a long line trailing behind her, which would probably make somebody want to follow her more than just a few dragon tracks in the snow. Growling under her breath, Mistyeyes rolled her eyes, picking her tail back up as she glanced backwards at the tracks she had left behind. Honestly, sometimes she just didn't-

Her thoughts broke off as she smaller into a large rock with a thump, grunting as she made contact with the hard surface. Grimacing, Mistyeyes pushed herself off heavily, staggering as she tried to regain her footing, head spinning as she tried to shake it off. Waiting until her vision got back to normal, Mistyeyes turned and looked at the rock with anger shining in her eyes, narrowed slits as she glared at the boulder. She had half a mind to try and melt it with fire (could rocks be melted?) when she finally noticed where she was, hearing a loud voice from in front of her.

It sounded a lot like the little girl's from before, in the tone, that is. Mistyeyes blinked, shaking her head clear one more time as she looked what was in front of her. It seemed that the land dropped from where she stood, falling away steeply into what looked like a cove. Flattening herself down to the cold snow, Mistyeyes crawled forward carefully, as to not make any noise. Peering over to the rim of the land, the dragoness peered down into the neat clearing, ears perking immediately as she spotted Toothless.

The Night Fury set off a loud alarm of recognition, Mistyeyes blinking as she realized that something was different now. It was true that this was Toothless, there was no doubt about it. The odd golden switch on his tailfin shone up at Mistyeyes, glinting in the morning light as she winced away from the flash. And yet something was entirely different about the dragon. He was…happy. The thought stuck Mistyeyes as odd, but the dragon purred softly as she watched Toothless.

The Night Fury was bouncing through the snow like a youngling, throwing up snow with his feet purposefully as it showered back down to the ground in a flurry. The dragon barked loudly, eyes gleaming as he ducked behind a rock, tucking his tail away from sight. Quite unlike Mistyeyes, he seemed more at home out here, clearly finding better use in rocks than that of Mistyeyes, who found only crashing into them worked best. Movement in the left made Mistyeyes turn, surprise going through her as she saw the familiar form of Shadowclaw bounding through the snow after Toothless.

She had almost forgotten about the little dragon, warmth spreading through every inch of her as she watched the little Night Fury roll around in the snow. Shadowclaw seemed to have found a new friend also, faint recognition going through Mistyeyes as she saw what looked like a fluff ball bouncing next to the Night Fury, loud, high-pitched noises coming from it as she batted Shadowclaw's flank lightly. The dragon seemed to enjoy her company, leaning over and chucking snow into the thing's face with a squeal.

Mistyeyes laughed under her breath, the Night Furies completely different than the ones she had left behind at the island. They looked like…what Mistyeyes wished things could be like. Flattening her ears, the dragon glanced backwards, thinking back to the village. Everybody seemed so happy, helping one another work…completely unaware of the impending attack that Nightflight was planning against them. Thinking back to the day Toothless had left also led her back to what happened right after.

Mistyeyes had been sitting in the cave, planning out the burying ritual with Nightflight when she herself had seen the faintest twitch of life in the dragoness's claws, a small movement that had been just enough. She had been the one to sound everybody's attention, yelling out that Nightflight was still alive. She had been the one to crouch down next to the Night Fury's side, cooing out soft words to her friend. She had been the one to order for more herbs. She had been the one to save Nightflight's life…

She jumped at a loud roar splitting the air. Wildly, she looked back down to the cove, heart pounding. But she relaxed immediately as she saw Toothless leap out of his hiding spot, charging forward. Craning her neck to look around the rock, Mistyeyes blinked as she saw what Toothless was going for. The twig! She shook her head quickly. The boy!

So he was alive then?

The boy was laughing loudly, trying to outrun Toothless vainly. Reaching down, the boy stooped down, reaching out and scooping up some snow rapidly, molding it into a ball and whirling around to launch it forward. The snowball landed right on Toothless's nose, the dragon blinking rapidly as he skidded to a stop with surprise. His eyes were crossed as he looked down at the mush of white stuff on his face, the boy seeming to be doubled over with laughter.

Shaking the stuff from his face, Toothless let out a huff of amusement, crouching to the ground and jumping forward. He tackled the small boy to the ground, Mistyeyes watching as he balanced his weight carefully as to not hurt the child. Toothless wrestled with the boy, the human showing no signs of panic at all as he played with the dragon. The sight sent an unexpected warmth through Mistyeyes, and she found herself edging forward subconsciously.

Shadowclaw and the fluff ball perked at the sight of the play, trilling loudly as they got up and joined in the fight. The fluff ball wasn't doing much, just hopping around on Toothless's back lightly. Shadowclaw seemed to be having the time of his life, wriggling and twisting as he pounced on Toothless. "I'll save you Hiccup!" He cheered loudly.

Hiccup? Mistyeyes blinked, looking down at the boy, who was still laughing. Was that a hiccup? …Was it his NAME?

Suddenly, the fluff ball reared up, landing on Toothless's head with a thump. The dragon huffed loudly, shaking the fluff off of his head lightly. The thing squeaked loudly as it hit the ground, but it just started batting at the dragon's leg. Toothless turned to look down at the ball of fluff, when he stopped mid-look, eyes widening as he finally caught sight of Mistyeyes. The dragon stiffened immediately, eyes growing round as she realized too late that she had been in plain sight after she had moved to get a better view.

She had been so curious about them playing, she hadn't even realized what she had been doing.

A few moments of silence came when Toothless met her eyes, the world seeming to stop as Mistyeyes blinked rapidly. The others that had been playing with Toothless stilled at the lack of movement, confusion showing in their eyes. The boy blinked, seeming confused as he looked up at Toothless. Mistyeyes could see the worry in his eyes where she sat.

Before she could even realize what she was going to do, Mistyeyes jumped down into the cove with a single bound, Toothless tensing as she started to walk forward. "Please, I'm sorry." She tried, wincing as she tried to reason with him. But of course, why would he look in her favor anyway? She had been sitting here like a hawk, watching them. "Let me explain first-"

As soon as she tried to speak, the reaction took place. Toothless let out a loud roar, eyes narrowing as his claws slid out with a gleam. Shadowclaw fell off of him with the shock, eyes widening as he too caught sight of Mistyeyes. The fluff ball wailed loudly from the sudden noise, leaning over and clamping her paws tightly over her ears as she closed her eyes. Before the boy could even try and get up himself, Toothless side-stepped quickly, reaching out and pushing the boy away behind him, the human letting out a muffled sound as Toothless planted himself in front of him protectively.

Shadowclaw stood off to the side, eyes wide with shock as he looked at Mistyeyes. The dragoness knew the youngling remembered her, but she kept her eyes on Toothless, holding her ground as she ducked her head slightly. She did nothing wrong, she wasn't about to let herself fall. "Listen." She hissed through clenched teeth. "If you let me explain-"

"Get out of here!" Toothless roared, wings shooting out as he hid the human behind him protectively. "Get out of here and never come back! If you so much as take one step forward, you'll regret it!" It was obvious that he was looking after the human, his eyes alight with fury as he glared at her. "Stay away from us! Get out of here!" It was amazing his voice didn't reach all the way to the Night Fury island.

Movement from the corner of her eye made Mistyeyes turn. The human had moved, peering around Toothless with wide eyes. Mistyeyes looked down at him, blinking slowly. The human's eyes met her's, wide and confused, and the Night Fury felt her heart melt slightly. She remembered how the human had looked back in the cave, much like this. After seeing how he had been so happy with Toothless before, her heart gave a jerk as if being tugged on a string. She realized something.

She didn't want to see the human hurt again.

Not any human.

Not after what she had seen.

Lifting her chin, she straightened herself, looking at Toothless right in the eyes. "I'm on your side."

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A/N: My sister is kicking me off the computer, so I had to cut it kind of short.

Sorry about that! ^^

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