Chapter 3

Windwalker had a successful hunt. She killed three boars and flew them back to the apple tree. She put them next to the bucks Tenor killed. Then she laid next to Tenor, and fell asleep. She felt slightly better about the whole ordeal.

The next day, the other dragons woke up. I didn't take Tenor and the others long to notice the extra boars.

"Looks like someone went hunting last night," Aurora said. She looked at Tenor.

"Don't look at me," Tenor said, raising his wings in surrender. "I planned to hunt tomorrow night." Re looked over at Windwalker. The others followed his gaze.

"She wouldn't," Tenor said, shocked. "Serenity, will you check the egg? Just incase." Serenity pulled her silver stethoscope out of her pocket and knelt down beside Windwalker. She listened to the hatchling's heartbeat.

"It's sound's ok," she said. "It doesn't feel damaged in any way." Tenor let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Huge puffs of smoke streamed out of his nostrils.

"Relax Tenor," Aurora said. "I can still foresee the egg hatching." Tenor went over to his mate and nudged her head. Windwalker was so out, that she didn't even stir.

"I guess I'll have to confront her about this when she wakes up," Tenor said. He laid down in the Dragonnip. Re and Aurora went down to help around the village. Re was also giving both Hiccup and Toothless some coaching on being a leader.

Tenor stayed under the apple tree the whole time; both to keep an eye on Windwalker, and so he wouldn't have to put up with Fishlegs. He waited for her to wake up, so he could ask her a few questions. But she stayed asleep all day. Serenity stayed at home as well. She had pretty much nothing to do. Edelweiss was sleeping as well, so she sat in her chair and did some more sewing. Tenor watched her absentmindedly.

"You do a whole lot of that," he said.

"Have you never wondered why I'm so good at stitching up wounds?" Serenity said, without looking up.

"Oh, is that why you're always sewing?" Tenor asked.

"Yes," Serenity said. "It is more useful for me than you may think." She kept her eyes on the thing that she was sewing, which at the moment was a small stuffed dragon toy for Edelweiss. She had gotten the idea from Valka, who did the same for Hiccup when he was a baby. Serenity was making it look like Lord Draco.

They day went by quietly, with no incidences. The sun set in the west. Re prospered the training session for now. He planned to do it the day after tomorrow. There was just too many things to be done around the village.

But eventually, all the Draconians gathered under the apple tree. Windwalker still hadn't woken up. Tenor was getting sleepy. He decided he would confront Windwalker in the morning. He fell asleep right next to her. But the minuet he drifted off, Windwalker woke up. She got to her feet and stretched. She checked to make sure everyone was sleeping, then she snuck out of the hospital again.

She spread her wings and took off, heading into the forested. She soon spotted more boars below. She landed in the shrubs near the boars. She picked out the biggest ones. She stalked the boars to an open section. When they stopped, Windwalker stopped as well. She kept to the shadows. She sized up the boars, and picked out the absolute biggest. She never took her eyes off it. She slowly crept closer. It was digging up worms, not even sensing the danger. Then when she was close enough, Windwalker pounced and pinned the boar down. It squealed and wriggled under the dragon's powerful paws. Windwalker grabbed the boar's head, and with a quick twist, broke it's neck.

She carried her prey back to the apple tree, then went out to get more. She planned to stay out for as long as she had the energy. She went fishing, and got more boars. She was having such a good time, that time totally got away from her.

When she came back with three large boars, the sun was up and the other Draconians were wide awake. They were all glaring at her when she landed.

"So the truth comes out," Tenor said. "You've been sneaking out at night." Windwalker glared back.

"Well I wasn't going to sit around doing nothing," Windwalker said. "I wanted to go out and do something."

"And risk crushing your egg?" Re growled. "Serenity said you shouldn't do too much or you could risk hurting both the egg and yourself."

"What does she know?" Windwalker snapped, her voice rising. "All she does is sit around all day doing nothing. She doesn't know what it's like to be a warrior unable to fight. All she's good for is sewing. She's only useful when someone's hurt, and no one wants that to happen. She's nothing but lazy and useless. If I want to go out hunting I will, and none of you can stop me!" Without waiting for an answer, she turned and took off.

The Draconians stood there, stunned. Everyone turned and looked at Serenity. She was completely still and quiet. But she blinked her eyes rapidly like she was about to cry. Tenor nudged her.

"Hey are you okay?" he asked, concerned.

"I-I'll be okay," Serenity stamered. "It's not like I've never been insulted before." Immediately her finger traced the thin scar on her right cheek. It was where she had been hit by a shovel by her old family, when she was five. Chris gripped her hand, and gently pulled it way from her face. He could see tears in her eyes, indicating that she wasn't as okay as she pretended to be. He put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry about her," Chris said. "She can be stubborn."

"Are you going to go after her?" Re asked Tenor.

"I will," Tenor said. "But first I will let her blow off steam."

"She's going to go out again," Serenity said, her voice was shaky.

"Then I'll follow and try to stop her," Tenor said. He spread his wings and took off.

Windwalker flew over the island and the ocean. She was still fuming. But there was a small part of her that felt ashamed. She had just insulted the girl who had saved her life, and the lives of countless others. She made a promise to herself that the minuet she got back she would apologize first thing. But for now she needed some time alone to cool off. She could feel her egg weighing her down, so she stayed right next to the island.

Back at the apple tree much later, everyone was cooling off after what happened. Serenity sat in her chair. She hadn't said a word. The others, especially Chris were getting worried about her. Neither Tenor nor Windwalker returned for the rest of the day.

When the sun set, they all went to bed. Serenity laid in bed beside Chris, facing him. Windwalker's words were still running through her mind; lazy, useless, and good for nothing. She was starting to wonder if it was true. She didn't know how to fight, she had never picked up a weapon. Every time her family went off to war, she had to stay behind because they were worried she would get hurt. When she wasn't healing dragons, she was nothing but dead weight. Chris was watching her the whole time.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

"Are you sparring tomorrow?" Serenity asked. She decided that she was going to more than just sit around waiting for someone to get hurt so she could be useful.

"Yes," Chris said. "Bright and early, why?"

"Just wondering," Serenity said.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Chris asked. "You've been very quiet." He gently cupped her face. Serenity gave in.

"I'm starting to wonder if Windwalker's right," she said. "I'm only useful when someone's hurt or sick, and that rarely happens because dragons take good care of themselves. I..." Chris quieted her with a quick kiss, then he hugged her.

"Serenity, you're not useless or lazy," he whispered. "You're very patient and full of love. You make everyone around you feel better, and that's why I love you so much." Serenity buried her face into his chest. They fell asleep moments later.

Sometime later, Serenity woke up, her mind still troubled. She was trying to come up with something to make her feel less useless. She didn't know how to fight, but perhaps she could at least set up the arena and sharpen Chris's swords. She made up her mind. She checked to make sure Chris was sound asleep. Then she quietly snuck out of bed and over the coat rack where Chris's twin swords were hanging with his coat. She picked them up, went outside, and headed towards the arena.

Out in the woods, Windwalker had landed, she had run out of the energy needed for flying. She knew she should go back and apologize to Serenity, but she still wanted to hunt. So she promised herself that she would hunt one boar, then go back and set things right. She began looking for boars to hunt. Suddenly she heard a roar from under her feet and her animal instincts blared. She tensed up, and growled. Her eyes scanned for the source of the noise. Then she was knocked off her feet by a powerful force. She hit the ground, stunned. Then she saw a large dragon stalking towards her, growling.

At first Windwalker thought it was another Night Fury. But as it got closer she saw that it wasn't. It was brown, and had barbs in the place of fins on the end of its tail. Windwalker recognized it as a Sand Wraith. She realized that it had been hiding under the dirt, and she guessed that she had woken it up somehow. She got to her feet and took up a fighting stance. They circled each other, snarling. Then the Sand Wraith shot a blast of fire and hard sand. Windwalker dodged it and shot a plasma blast at the Sand Wraith, who dodged also. Then the Wraith tackled her to the ground, and they bit and clawed at each other. Unfortunately fighting the Sand Wraith was rapidly using up Windwalker's energy and she was losing strength. The Wraith suddenly grabbed her by the neck and flung her into a nearby boulder. She smacked into it, hard. The Sand Wraith slowly prowled towards her. Windwalker tried to unlock her titan wing, but she didn't have enough energy. She saw the Wraith coming closer, swinging its tail back and forth menacingly. Windwalker slowly and painfully got to her feet, if she had to she would die protecting her egg. She would fight to her last breath. But while she was concentrating on getting to her feet, the Sand Wraith shot a sand blast at her smacking her into the rock a second time.

It was just about to come in and finish her off, when there was a loud familiar screech. The Sand Wraith was knocked off it's feet. Windwalker looked up to see Tenor in front of her snarling at the Sand Wraith. They were snarling at each other. They pounced and started rolling in a ball, scratching at each other. Tenor managed to pin the other dragon to the ground. He was about to bite it's neck when the Sand Wraith swung his tail around and stabbed the barbs on the end into Tenor's shoulder. He roared in pain, which gave the Sand Wraith the opportunity to shove him off. Tenor fell to the ground in pain, blood was everywhere. The Sand Wraith advance on him. Tenor quickly got to his feet, ignoring the pain. The Sand Wraith jumped up at him, but he jumped over it.

He shot a plasma blast at it, but it dodged. It then shot a sand blast, which was also dodged. Then they pounced on each other again. The Sand Wraith had a shorter neck then Tenor, so it was able to sink its razor sharp teeth into Tenor's neck and shoulders. Tenor screamed again. The Sand Wraith also scratched huge gashes in Tenor's scales, which caused him more pain. Tenor managed to shove it off. Then the two of them disappeared into the dark woods. Windwalker was still catching her breath. She could hear a commotion coming from the woods. Then, silence.