A/N: I suck at describing so image the narrator as a smaller toothless but with ice blue eyes. Oh and the setting is on the island of berk.
I would like to thank Ace for being the first review of my story thx a lot!
On to the story!
I was falling. I had always fallen after my transformation. Falling in the dead of night, at the break of dawn, even in the hours before dusk. I had decided that it was a defense mechanism since it happened when I was scared or in danger.
Tree branches snapped under my weight as I crashed through a canopy top, I, still being slightly out of it, took no notice of the blood and pain from where my body landed a sharp stones that cut through my softer scales. The darkness surrounded me again and the blistness of unconsciousness swallowed me once more.
Toothless P.O.V.
It's not every day that you see a dragon in full health falling with a rider out of the sky, but it's rarer to see a dragon without a rider falling out of the sky. I watched as the black dragon crashed through the canopy marking its spot in my mind, then I bolted out of the house that I was in and tore down the village roads till I was beside the dragon the had fallen. It was like looking at a mini me…
"Toothless! Where are you bud?!" a voice called. I roared in response and my rider Hiccup showed up by my side. "Oh Dear Gods, not another one."