CHAPTER ELEVEN – the village

"Let me go!" Yelled Drayko, even though he was fully aware that the boys wouldn't understand him. He grunted angrily. He should have simply ripped the limbs off the boy as soon as he had the chance, or maybe he should've just flown off as soon as he had heard the sound in the woods.

The loss of another family must've really got to him. He shook his head. He would get out of this, even if he had to…kill the boy. He was no pet. Maybe it was just his human side talking, but he found it especially degrading that he was given a name…like a pet. At least he wasn't that scary kid that might eat you if you fall asleep with your window open. Now he was that scary dragon that might eat you if you fall asleep with your window open.

Then again it could be a good thing for him. It would certainly be a fresh start. Not only did no one know who he was, no one knew what he was either. For once he might be normal. At least he wouldn't be as much of an oddity as in Berk. Now he was just a dragon that had strayed a little too far from its home. But of course that's what he actually was really. He was far from home. Did he even have a home anymore? He wasn't sure, but he wasn't going to let this boy win him over because of circumstantial convenience.

That and, the boy wished to use him to impress a girl. What kind of shmuck uses an impressive object or animal to win the heart of a girl? Either she wasn't much of a girl, or he was making up for something. Drayko laughed. The least he could do is have some fun with it.

He fell silent, letting the two drag him into a brown village. That was its overall colour after all. Everything was animal skin, wood, and dirt. Even the people didn't add colour.

The village was plain but it had plenty of life. There were a lot of dragons, but they weren't running around freely, like the ones in berk. These dragons were tied to thick poles that were dug into the ground. It reminded him of horses. Looks like he was destined to end up as the one stubborn, cliché horse who wouldn't adopt a rider. He sided as he was dragged through what he assumed was the market place. People stared at him, but not like they pitied him, or were even scared. They looked curious. At least the expressions were different here.

Folki and his large friend dragged him up to a large house surrounded by fenced in sheep. Folki dropped the large rope and ran up to the door, banging on it impatiently.

"Dad!" he called. "I've finally caught one! And it looks rare!" Drayko's eye twitched. Was that all he cared about? How rare something was? He felt kind of like a long since dead member of a long gone society that was just found by some nosey digger kid who craved adventure and fame. He snorted angrily. This was going to be an annoying day, he just knew it.

A big man, about the size of Hiccup, though with more beard, came out of the house. His face was almost completely covered in brown hair. He looked frightening but he had a kind expression on his face. He looked over to Vali and Drayko. He smiled and patted his son on his head. "You really out do yourself in everything you do now don't you son?" the big man walked over to Drayko, who growled.

He didn't know what to think of this big man. He looked dangerous but appeared kind hearted. It was a confusing combination. The man kneeled beside Drayko's face and placed a hand on his snout, thus causing Drayko to squirm angrily.

The big man leaned forward. "I thank you, white beast, for not killing my son." He whispered. Drayko halted his protesting squirms. He looked up at the man with surprised eyes. "I know he can be annoying and obnoxious at times, but he's got a good heart, so please, put up with him. You might find that he'll grow on you." the big man stood and walked back over to the humans, leaving Drayko to sort out his hysterical thoughts.

That man had treated him like he was human…that was normal. It was nice of him though. The white dragon sighed and relaxed his muscles, staring at his apparent master.

Fine, thought Drayko, I'll put up with this kid, but I'm not going to be nice about it.

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