The waves roared as Toothless and I flew, looking for shelter. The clouds were dark, and I could hear a clap of thunder in the distance.
Great. It was going to start raining, and we hadn't even found a house. Guess Thor was feeling angry for some reason.
Toothless and I had been traveling for three days non-stop, so it sure was pleasant sleeping on Toothless' back for one hour, if you call lying down on a dragon's back while worrying you might fall off sleeping. On the bright side, we didn't have to worry about food since there were plenty of fish in the sea.
A splash come onto Toothless and I. I shook my head and blinked, trying to rub the salt out of my eyes.
"Let's go higher, bud," I said, looking up. Toothless obeyed.
As we went higher, I could see as island in the distance. It didn't appear to be that big, and there were several evergreen trees. It was a good place to stay, but I didn't want to stay there forever. I was determined to get as far away from Berk as possible, and maybe decrease the chances of being captured and taken back to Berk.
I pointed to the island. A rumble came, and it began to rain.
"Shit," I muttered. Toothless growled, agreeing with me. Suddenly, he started going faster. He saw the island too.
I could hear the rain from under Toothless' wing, which was surprisingly much warmer than I thought. It was small place to be under, and I'm really claustrophobic, so it was a little uncomfortable.
I lay on my back and put both hands behind my head. I smiled. It was a huge relief to finally be able to leave Berk. I'd packed some food, clothes, and a bunch of notebooks for me to write in in case I found some new lands, and The Book of Dragons, which still had many blank pages just in case if I found a new species of dragons. I thought about leaving a note saying that I found Toothless and decided to leave Berk with him, but against my better judgement, I decided not to. So what if I disappeared? No one would even notice I wasn't there anymore, and if they did, they probably didn't care and were just as relieved as I was that no one was there to make them have fun. Even Dad probably didn't care, though I did consider kissing him goodbye. Then again, he wouldn't feel a thing.
The thing about Dad was that he never seem to have had any sort of emotion after Mum left.
In the morning, I changed out of my wet clothes and put on something more comfortable and dry while Toothless went to search for food. I wring out my wet clothes nearby the ocean. They still weren't completely dry, but I couldn't stay here for long. Especially since I saw a ship far away. It was close enough for me to be able to tell that it was a Viking ship, but not what tribe it belonged to.
Beside me, Toothless purred, looking at me and through me with his wide eyes. I placed my hand on his nuzzle, the way I saw Dad do it.
I thrust my satchel over my shoulder, then climbed onto Toothless' back. I looked over my shoulder to see the ship, which looked like one of Dagur the Deranged's ships. I couldn't remember the name of the tribe since there were only so many Viking tribes out there.
I looked away. "Come on Toothless," I whispered. "Let's get out of here."
Toothless spread his wings, and we began to ascend into the sky.