Soon, Blueberry's wing had healed enough for him to fly again. He had never felt so relieved when he was able to lift his wing again, though it was stiff and sore from all the time it was immobile. Hiccup and Fishlegs wanted to see how feathered dragons flew, if there were any differences between feathered dragon's flight and a normal dragon's, or if their flight was more similar to a bird's.

It ended up being a combination of both dragon and bird flight. Blueberry needed to take impulse by running (or if he was perched somewhere, thrusting himself forward with his legs) before extending his wings and flying, and his wingspan was much larger than they had thought. Blueberry flapped his wings more often than normal dragons to impulse himself forward, and his tail feathers had a purpose similar to Toothless's tailfins. To land he had to flap his wings faster as he neared the ground and bring his back legs forward to touch the ground before landing.

Soon, though, the group knew they had to go back to Dragon's Edge. Blueberry didn't know what it was, only that he would have to go with them so they could figure out how to help him. That day, they packed lots of cabbages among other fruits for Blueberry later. Goblin said goodbye to Quinarth and the kids, though Pearl was nowhere to be seen. He was worried about her, but he and the others left soon after.

Hours later, when they arrived to the island, Blueberry didn't find it so different from Berk, maybe except that it was much more smaller, and there were not as many huts. In fact, these cabins were much more colorful and customized. His ears twitched at the sound of wing flapping coming from beneath, and he shrieked in surprise when a blue dragon with spines in its tail flew towards them with a human on its back.

"What the-?!" Astrid cringed at the loud cry the dragon gave, but what shocked her the most was the fact that it was covered in feathers. "What is that thing?!"

"He's the mysterious creature that had been stealing food." Heather explained. "We named him Bluefeather."

"It's the strangest dragon I have ever seen!"

"We think it's a new species." Hiccup explained. "But judging by his behavior, I think he has been trained already."

"What do you mean?"

"First let's find Snotlout and the twins and then we'll explain you everything."

Blueberry made his way down, landing in one of the nearby trees and perching there, watching as the other dragons landed. The feathered dragon hissed at Stormfly warily and, much to the surprise of humans and dragons alike, all the blue plumage in his body bristled, making him look rather funny.

"Whoa!" he spotted three other humans, two blonde and nearly identical (one being followed by a chicken), and another of good build. "Where did the blue chicken come from?" The muscled one had a voice which made Blueberry question his intelligence.

"He's not a chicken, he's Bluefeather." Hiccup explained.

"Are you sure? He looks more like a blue lizard with feathers stuck to it." Tuffnut took a glance at him with a snicker.

"We could try it out with one of the dragons!" Ruffnut added.

"Think he'll want to share some of his big feathers?"

"No one is going to pluck feathers from Bluefeather!" Hiccup snapped.

"Where did he come from?" Astrid asked. "And what kind of dragon is he?"

"That's we're trying to figure out." Heather stated. "He had been looking for food in Berk, and it turns out he only eats green things."

"Ha! A dragon eating vegetables!" Snotlout didn't believe it. "I have to see that."

Blueberry continued to hiss and bristle his plumage. Fishlegs walked to Meatlug's saddle and took one of the cabbages they had brought for him, holding it out. "Here, Bluefeather! I have a tasty cabbage!" Almost immediately, Blueberry climbed down the tree and ran towards Fishlegs, taking the cabbage and gobbling it down.

Tuffnut snickered. "Cool! Vegetarian dragon!"

"Or is it a vegan? Ruffnut inquired.

"Vegan, vegetarian, it's technically the same thing, maybe except that vegans don't eat eggs or milk."

Astrid rolled her eyes before directing to Hiccup. "Hiccup, you said before that he might have been already trained?"

"He was too easy to approach, he let us treat to his wing and he didn't show any aggression towards humans. It's like he's used to them."

"I get to keep it!"

"Wha-?! Snotlout, he might already have a rider!"

"What? Whoever finds it, keeps it!" Snotlout circled around Blueberry, glancing at his feathers greedily.

"Huh, Snotlout, I don't think you should do that…" Heather noticed Blueberry was bristling his body plumage again.

"We should let him learn the bad way…" Astrid murmured, noticing it too.

One of Blueberry's tail feathers caught Snotlout's attention. "Ah, this one will do!" He grabbed the feather and pulled to pluck it.

He wasn't prepared when Blueberry shrieked in anger and dug his teeth unto his arm. The other riders gasped in shock Snotlout screamed in pain, yelling at the feathered dragon to let go of his arm before managing to release it. But it didn't stop there; Snotlout had to run when suddenly Blueberry ran after him, screeching and biting him. Snotlout jumped into the pond to escape from Blueberry's jaws, and the feathered dragon shrieked one last time before ruffling its feathers, flying over to one of the nearby trees and perching there, all the while glaring at Snotlout with contempt.

Astrid laughed. "You don't pluck feathers from a bird, Snotlout. Much less a big feathered dragon!"

"It's like plucking a bunch of hairs from someone's hair!" Tuffnut plucked a bunch of hairs from his sister.

"OW!"

"See?"

Astrid rolled her eyes. "If he isn't from around here, then where did he come from?"

"That's what we're trying to find out." Heather explained.

"He couldn't have come all the way from wherever he is on his own, someone could have brought him." Fishlegs pointed out.

"Could it have been the hunters?"

"It's possible, we don't really know how far their hunting grounds go, and we don't really know what's beyond the archipelago. There might be other kinds of dragons we have yet to discover."

Blueberry kept staring at Snotlout with contempt, bristling his body breathers and crest as he watched the human flee from the pond and after the rest of the humans as they started to walk away, but the chicken clucked and ran over to the base of his tree. Curious, Blueberry glided down and landed a few steps away from the chicken, his crest feathers twitching curiously as the chicken approached.

"Chicken! You'll talk with the big blue chicken later, come on!" Tuffnut called out for chicken, but much to his confusion Blueberry lowered his head to the ground and Chicken hopped on top of it. "Hey!" Tuffnut ran towards Blueberry, and the dragon stepped back hissing. "Give me back my chicken, you blue chicken!"

Blueberry hissed again shrieking. Chicken clucked again, but it shifted on Blueberry's head before sitting down on it again.

"Well, look at that." Hookfang joined the rest of the dragons, staring at the newcomer as he ran around with the flightless bird on his head, chased by the angry male twin. "A feathered weirdo running around with Tuffnut's pet. Now I've seen everything."

"Hookfang, that's Blueberry." Meatlug said, before glancing at Blueberry's direction. "Blueberry, this is Hookfang!"

"Okay!" Blueberry shrieked, running from the crazy blonde.

"He was captured by the Hunters with his rider, but when they managed to escape they got caught in the storm from a few days ago and got separated. He washed up in Berk, but she could have been recaptured." Toothless explained

"Into the ocean? Doesn't that remind you of anything, Goblin?"

"Don't remind me…" Goblin said in dismay. It strengthened his natural aversion to water.

"And where did he come from?" Hookfang asked, staring at the blue dragon suspiciously.

"He comes from a far away land, from what he has said it's very different from Berk." Toothless pointed out. "He speaks a different language, but thankfully he speaks enough of our language to speak clearly."

"Not to mention he eats green things, as you just saw." Goblin added. "I don't know how he can eat cabbages without those leaves getting stuck at his teeth."

Stormfly joined in. "Hiccup said he could have a human?"

"He says he does, but apparently she was taken by the Hunters."

"Think the humans will think of a way to save her?"

"They will! They always do!" Meatlug cried out happily.

By then, Blueberry had again climbed unto the tree to avoid Tuffnut, Chicken still safely tucked on top of his head. He watched amusingly as the human tried to climb into his tree with no success.


"That dragon is crazy!" Snotlout repeated for the fifth time, rubbing his rear while glancing at the door.

"What did you expect when you tried to pluck one of his feathers?" Astrid pointed out. "How would you feel if someone just came out of nowhere and plucked a chunk of your hair?"

"I could do it." Ruffnut said, snickering mischievously.

"Guys, let's get back on track. If that dragon has a rider, we need to find her quickly." Hiccup said.

"What if she's being held captive by the hunters?" Heather pointed out.

"It makes sense, if she's from a land with different types of dragons unlike everything we've seen, they would want to know everything about the dragons there. And since she's a rider, she must know about the Feathery class species."

"Exactly. We have to save her before they can get the information out of her."

"And how are we supposed to find her? There are lots of Hunter hideouts we haven't yet found, if she isn't being held in one of the ships which are constantly on the move!" Snotlout pointed out, annoyed.

"Think Bluefeather could recognize the ship he was being kept on?" Astrid suggested. "He looks very smart, maybe he could have a certain reaction."

"That's a possibility. We don't know everything about that dragon yet, perhaps he has other abilities we have yet to discover." Fishlegs said, squealing in delight. "I still can't believe it! Feathered dragons!"

"Just keep him away from my butt or we'll have serious problems!" Snotlout snapped again.

Ruffnut was snickering on seeing her brother yelling curses at the feathered dragon, who was still on top of the tree, shrieking with Chicken on his head. "I like him already!"

"Before we try to stage a rescue mission, we should try to learn all we can about him." Hiccup pointed out. "How he attacks, how he moves in the air, everything so we can make an strategy with him."

"A good thing I brought the Book of Dragons…!" Fishlegs chirped with said tome in his hands.

Hiccup sighed in dismay. "We have a long way to go."


"This is a bad idea."

Pearl snorted in dismay. "Stop complaining, would you?"

"Dad will have our hides if he finds us there!" Lightingbolt snapped. "He told us it was dangerous!"

"And mom will worry about us." Syrilth added.

"Come on, we'll just take a look, then we'll go back to Berk. Dad will never notice." Pearl repeated for the fifth time.

When their parents had left, the three Skrill siblings, Grapefang (Hookfang's eldest son) and Windslicer (one of Stormfly's daughters) had silently followed suit, far enough so they wouldn't be noticed, but close enough to follow them. They managed to follow them all the way beyond what they knew of the archipelago, even though Lightingbolt's wings nearly failed him and they had to rest on one of the smaller rocks. When they finally arrived to what their parents called Dragon's Edge, they had to admit, it was even better than they had imagined.

The young dragons landed a few miles away from the wooden houses where they assumed their parents and the humans lived, in a beautiful clearing with a beautiful pond.

"Cool!" Grapefang was wagging his tail as he sniffed around. "It has lots of room to play in!"

"I still think this was a bad idea." Lightingbolt repeated. "If our parents find us here…"

"Come on, guys! Let's take a look around!" Grapefang ignored and crawled towards the pond. "The last to the pond is a lizard!"

Pearl and Windslicer went after him, ignoring him again. Lightingbolt sighed in dismay. "We'll get in trouble, I know it."

"You should stop worrying so much." Syrilth calmly said. Even though they were half-grown, Syrilth was still the smallest of his siblings.

"There's an 80% or probability that dad will catch us here, and 100% probability that he will be mad."

"And if you take into account Heather will be probably be there, as well as Toothless and the others?"

Lightingbolt thought for a few moments, and then spoke again. "Well, taking into account dad will not yell at us in front of the other dragons, and there's 60% probability Heather will step in for us, he will ground us in the stables. Judging by the circumstances, though, considering the considerably higher danger rate in this island-"

"Lightingbolt!"

"Well, I'm just saying there's a higher probability of encountering hostile humans or-!"

Both siblings were caught off guard when suddenly, two strange tails emerged from the bushes and wrapped around their waists, lifting them up. Before they could electrify the poor fool, however, they felt something pointy pressing against their scales; they realized it was a warning not to try anything funny.

Grapefang, Pearl and Windslicer stopped in their playful splashing when they heard yelps of fright coming from the two young Skrills, and froze when a large black and yellow dragon that reminded them of a scorpion came out, holding Lightingbolt and Syrilth as 'hostages', glaring at them with crimson eyes.

Lightingbolt sighed in dismay. "…dragons."