I am literally surprised on how many people have read my story so far, it makes me so happy. I don't own How to Train Your Dragon in any element I only own my creations and imagination.
My sister believes that it is funny to review as other random people. This goes out to you sis, quit reviewing my story unless you are giving an honest opinion on it because crushes my heart to see more reviews just find them from you. So please people I am asking you to review my story, just so that I know that people actually like my story.
Finally, sorry that this is so late, I kinda got caught up in the realization that it is now summer and that I have to come up with more stuff for my story. I have also have decided on my main plot that has changed twice, but I am now sticking with it for good.
Chapter 6: The Bruise
The boy living on Berk was following us, perfect just what I needed. Toothless and I were about a 15 minute flight away from the island when I heard loud flapping some distance away (another gift of having dragon powers). I spun all the way around on Toothless, and surely enough a Changewing was behind us by several hundred yards. And sure enough that boy who attacked my was riding on the Changewing's back.
"Hey bud, fly down close to the ocean's surface, and then head into the fog," I leaned down near Toothless' ear to say. He replied with a nod and started toward descend to the ocean. When we reached the fog, surely enough, the boy and the Changewing flew over the fog, more than likely in hopes of not getting lost. Toothless and I on the other hand, flew threw the fog to Dragon Island without someone following us.
When we landed on the island, I took out the pack and grabbed a few pair of clothes I managed to grab before leaving Flaming Flower for future use, as of now. I told Toothless to stay where he was because even if he is a Dragon, he is also a dude and I have to have at least an ounce of respect for myself. I went a little distance away to a rock where I could easily look over and see if Toothless was still staying put. As I was changing I noticed the bruise on my side from training a few days ago was getting bigger and darker. 'That's weird,' I said, 'I thought bruises were supposed to get smaller and lighter as they healed.' I pushed the thought away when I heard a noise on the sand, it was Toothless. I looked up and noticed that he was inching closer and looked concerned. I then realized that I was making a contorted face and then smiled at the dragon, "Stay there, Toothless, I'm almost done."
When I finished changing, I walked over to the water's edge, Toothless in tow without a noise. Looking down at my reflection, I examined myself. I was wearing an ocean blue long-sleeved tunic underneath a light green tank top. I was also wearing a maroon colored skirt that reached my lower mid-thighs and leggings that are a very weird shade of purple that was almost black. To tie off my outfit, I put on: a pair of light-brown boots; a copper colored headband with black studs, placed on my head just so to cover my dragon eye with my thick tangle of hair. Toothless purred at me. I looked down and rubbed his chin, then walked over to put my very few things into the pack from Berk.
Our next destination is Snail Breath Island. Toothless and I had discovered the island on one of our nightly rides.