Wolf-Bound

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

ROLEPLAY

(CUZ IT'S THAT AMAZING FFFFFF)

So anyways, Mandi and I were watching How to Train Your Dragon, ALL AFTERNOON, because it is just that flippin awesome!! Toothless is AMAZING!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! X3333

(We LOVE YOU TOOTHLESS!!!!!)

So ya we decided to create an rp of it.

The setting is that Hiccup is now his father's age and is the head of the village (his dad's kicked the bucket XP) And there are new trainees and peeps and of course dragons and such

So let's get started!

        I WANNA START XD

      "Okay! Who wants to be it?" A dark brown-haired boy asked. Multiple kids around him kept saying "Not me!" in response. The boy finally went through the line until he finally got to a pair of twins who hadn't said anything and were petting their blue terrible terror.

 "You!" The boy commanded, pointing a fat finger at the both of them. "Which one wants to be it?"

 "I'll be it this time, Jet." The girl twin said. They were about 7. "He went last time. Now shoo! I'll be countin'."

 The kids dispersed quickly as the girl turned around and began the countdown from 50. It seemed like forever, but she eventually got to zero.

 "Ready or not, here I come!" She called as she turned around. The area where the kids had once been was trampled over by many times and deserted. The girl sighed and started looking. The forest was a big place-yet the first place to look was the usual hiding spot for dragons. Toothless had lived there once when he had no left tail membrane, but now he lived in the village. The girl looked there, but no one was around. She looked in the tree holes and forest river banks. But no one was in her range of sight. She sighed and slouched under a willow tree.

 "How come I can't ever find anybody?" She asked herself, her dirty blonde hair falling over her shoulders. After a couple of minutes of just sitting there, she heard a chirping sound coming from close by. She tuned into it for a couple of minutes before getting up and following where the sound was coming from. It was on the other side of the willow tree-a hatchling Night Fury, no more than a month from being hatched. The girl gasped and petted the dragon softly, but it hissed and moved up the tree.

 "Hey! Where ya goin?" She asked, looking up the tree to the baby. It hissed again and sucked in a deep breath. What's it doing? The girl asked herself. Before she could get a good look at the baby, it shot out a powerful electric beam. The little girl screamed, her hair turning white and her brown eyes turning purple. The black dragon hissed again before disappearing into the thick leaves of the tree. That's when the kids came out of hiding to find out who screamed. All the girl could hear was the worried cries of her twin brother and the other kids before she passed out on the ground.....

 8 years later

    "WHAHOO!" Twisting, turning, spinning through the air and speeding up like a rocket, wind burst into the girl's face. "Faster, Toothless, faster! Whee!"

 The Night Fury Toothless grunted and sort of 'laughed', going faster as the girl commanded.

 "Luna!" Hiccup called. "Don't go too fast! You still don't know how to work the controls!"
 "I'll be fine! Just let me drive!" Luna called, her white hair whipping in the wind. Faster, faster, and yet faster still did they go as they soared through the air. Then they suddenly went slower and almost came to a halt in midair. Toothless sighed as he landed on the soft ground beside Hiccup, who had his fists on his hips in disapproval.

 "I told you to take it slow and use the cheat sheet!" He reprimanded her.

 "But I know all the positions by heart! I can do this-" Luna argued.

 "No! Please, j-just... Go back inside. Continue your studies. You can come out tomorrow and try again. No more for tonight."

 Luna opened her mouth to speak, but she immediately closed it again and headed down towards the other side of the village.

 "Mom, why can't I get a dragon?" She asked when she got inside her house.

 "Because you seem to repel every dragon except the smaller ones." She said plainly as she washed the dishes in the kitchen. "Maybe it has something to do with the Incident?"

 "I doubt it." Luna sighed, flopping on the couch of animal skins and picking up the Dragon Manual. "Not even the Boneknapper Dragon would want me. The only dragon right now who seems to want me is Toothless, but he's nice to everyone."

 "Toothless is getting old." Said the blonde haired lady, turning around to look at her daughter. "He's been around for a while and is used to being riden by many children."
 "Plus he's Hiccup's." Luna sighed, rolling her eyes. Ever since that day when she was seven, no dragon (with the exception of the Terrible Terrors and Toothless) had wanted to be close to her. Sure, they sniffed her and acted accordingly around her but they never let her get on their backs to be ridden by her.

 I thought of this at school and have this AMAZING plan. - v -

   Fine, my charrie can be a brother. But he might not get a night fury. Maybe ur charrie can have a bff who gets one. But that will be my charrie if that happens....

   "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" The wind rushed past and the ground spun beneath them as the boy and dragon twisted in the clear blue sky. Pulling out of the roll, the nadder righted itself as a nightmare pulled up next to it. The boy on the red dragon's back held a hand up to his mouth and shouted. "Well Come on Kiba! I know you can do better than that!!"

   Narrowing his eyebrows with a smile, Kiba shouted back at the boy. "I might just do that Jet. If I had some real competition!" He shifted the nadder sharply to the right, making the nightmare move aside with a defiant roar.

   Jet sneered at Kiba. "Well it looks like you're gonna have a heck of a ride. Let's just see you beat me!" He shook his fist in challenge and whooped. The nightmare flanked sharply down to the left and started to gain speed.

   Kiba grinned slyly and snapped the reins. "YA!!" The Deadly Nadder dipped suddenly to mimic the Nightmare, and the pair swooped towards the forest below.

   The two dragon's raced through the air, one just a little ways behind the other, spinning, twisting and diving through the air like a pair of fighter planes locked in deadly combat. Suddenly, the red one shot down out of the sky and the blue followed. Accelerating, the pair swooped back up, climbing higher and higher into the sky when at last they shot over the cloud cover. They floated effortlessly above the sea of white for but an instant. The riders exchanged glances, smirking at each other. "See ya at the bottom." Their dragons then twisted and plummeted towards the earth, like crocodiles in a death roll.

   Down in the village a group of children stopped kicking their ball around as their terrible terror chirped up at the clouds. They looked up at the sky, and pointed as two objects, one red, one blue, spiraled down towards the houses. Their mothers stopped talking to one another, and looked as well, then gasped and yelled, pointing at the sky. No doubt about it, they were at it again.

   Kiba's face rippled as the wind bloated his cheeks. The ground was a blur, spiraling lazily below him. He started to feel sick, but the weightlessness of the ride was exilerating. The ground got ever closer, and squared shapes started to seperate themselves from the earth below them. A flash of red off to his left told him Jet was still with him. Just before it occured to Kiba that those were houses below him, A huge green scaly face appeared suddenly in  front of him, yellow eyes narrowed, and just as Kiba frantically pulled the reins, The green head opened it's toothy jaw and snarled, shooting suddenly a spray of noxious gas straight into his face. His dragon screeched, momentarily blinded, and it's wings snapped up, pulling them up suddenly away from the sickly green fumes. Coughing, Kiba convulsed as his dragon glided slowly to the ground. The red nightmare on the other hand landed not so gracefully, crashing into the ground face first, sliding at least ten feet to a complete stop. Steam belched from the tunnel it's face was buried in.

   Kiba rubbed his red-swollen eyes and looked over to the nightmare's back, where Jet sat stunned, his hair blackened with soot and blown back into a cone shape. Before Kiba could laugh, a double-roar sounded above them and a shadow was cast upon the nadder. Scrambling back, the blue dragon made room for the third dragon to land. This one, much larger and therefor older than the first two dragons, roared an rage and turned two eyes onto Kiba, the other pair on Jet. The Zippleback raised it's wings, shaking them with fury. A figure jumped from the scaly back, and marched over to Kiba, who was frozen under the dragon's icy gaze. Kiba felt a grip on his shirt then was wrenched from his saddle.

   "WHAT, IN THE NAME OF ODEN WERE YOU DOING?!!!!! YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN PEOPLE HURT, OR KILLED!! YOU COULD'VE HURT THE DRAGON!!! I HAVE HALF A MIND TO THROW YOU TO THE FERALS!!!!! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

   Kiba grasped his collar, gasping as he was held a foot off the ground. He could make out a human figure with blonde hair standing face to face with him, and his ears rang with the sound of the yelling. He was flung on the ground, and lay there gasping, purple dots masking his sight. As his vision cleared, he saw Tuffnut, the instructor, standing over him, fuming. The viking's face was red and furious looking down at Kiba, and the Deadly Nadder was getting a similar scolding from the two-headed Zippleback, though not as rough, for the rider was the one responsible. Jet was thrown down next to Kiba by ruffnut, as the townsfolk started to gather 'round, whispering about the two boys. The Zippleback, finished rebuking the two dragons, also came to gaze upon the pair in shame. Kiba seemed to shrink to half his size, wilting beneath the dissapointed gazes. "Oops....."

     "Now don't you worry, Luna." The woman said, putting up the last of the dishes. "There will be a dragon that will come to you. I promise. Now, do you mind-"

 CRASH. A plate slipped from her hand as a giant explosion revealed itself outside. The woman, Luna, and the Terrible Terror all looked up and ran to the doorway. The door burst open, the audience seeing a familiar sight of a red nightmare with its face almost squished into the ground and an angry instructor with Luna's brother. The woman sighed and put her hand on her face.

 "Luna, please take care of your brother." She sighed some more. "He needs to stay out of trouble...."
 She walked back inside, trying to contemplate AGAIN what had happened, and hoping that it wouldn't happen again. Yet, knowing her son, he would do it some other time like he always did. Getting into trouble is what boys did best, anyways.

 Luna watched her mom walk back inside to clean up the mess she had made before sucking in a breath and letting it go. She walked down the steps of their house, carefully avoiding a stray Terror that was running amok in the village, and started walking towards her brother once she was on the last step. Big Boy, the Terrible Terror they owned, jumped up and made itself comfortable sitting on her shoulder.

 "Hey!" She shouted to the instructor, converting her walk to a trot as she got closer. "Ruff, can I handle this one? Please? He's my brother, and I should be the one punishing him."

   Ruff sniffed as he looked the girl up and down. "Fine. Whatever." He looked at the pair of trainees on the ground again. "You two, get to clean out the Gronckle stables tomarrow. INSTEAD of flying." Kiba winced. Anything but that.

   With that, Ruff took the reins of the two dragons and led them back to the training area, while Tuff jumped back onto the zippleback and followed her brother. Kiba sighed. Jet's hair was still blown back and he just blinked like a deer in the headlights, as if he still couldn't process what had just occured. "Dude, you still in there?" He blinked. "Um... What?"

    "Thank ya, Ruff!" Luna said, skidding to a halt and smiling sweetly. The dragons snorted as they were lead away by Ruff. As soon as they were out of sight, Luna slipped behind Kiba and slapped him one.

 "Jeez, Kiba!" She growled. "What's the matter with you two?! You're gonna kill yourself one of these days if you keep doing that!"

 Big Boy hiccuped, spitting fire out onto Jet's hair.

 "AH!!" He yelled, stomping on his hair with his hands. "Keep that thing off my head, will ya?!"

 Jet grunted angrily, but his anger was shot down by Luna's menacing face. He gulped and skittered away, leaving the two alone for the time. Luna grabbed Kiba's arm and heaved him up so they could go home and eat.

   That night at the dinner table Kiba was whirling a drumstick on his plate like a top.

   Spiiin.......Spiiiiin......... Spiiiiiiiinnnnn....

   "Kiba! No playing with your food!!!"

   Kiba looked up from his plate, where he had been slouching grumpily on his arm, and looked up unenthisiastically at his mother. His Mom looked back sternly, and waved her fork at him. "Now don't give me that look. The Gods GAVE this food to us, and we should treat it with respect. Without it, we would starve."

   Kiba puffed. "Mom, the dragons are the ones who catch the food, and our hunters. Not the Gods."

   Bang. The table clinked as his mother slammed her fist down.

   "Kiba Arrow Strongblade, that is enough of your disrespectful nonsense!! You are going to march up to your room, and pray that Thor don't smite you tomarrow!!!"

   Kiba stood up and pushed his plate away, where it fell onto the floor. "Fine! I wasn't hungry anyways!!" He stomped up the stairs to his bedroom door and slammed it, leaving Big Boy to pounce on his chicken drumstick.

(Since their plates r wooden, it didn't shatter :P)

TEEN ANGST!!!!!!!!! XD

Do something like Luna sighing, putting his plate in the sink after she's eaten, and going to his room like, "You really shouldnt do that you know" or something.

         Luna sighed as she watched Big Boy nibble on the drumstick like she nibbled on hers, little by little. Such a stubborn boy. When she had finished eating, she put her plate in the wash basin  and excused herself from her mom. The mother sighed and they said their good nights to each other. Luna walked into her room-messy with drawings and scribbles of dragons and reasons why they wouldn't touch her-and flopped onto her bed. She wished she wasn't here. She wanted to be away from it all-the village, her brother, the dragons.... everything. It was all too time consuming and it gave her stress. Maybe some sleep would help. She thought wryly, getting under the covers and preparing for a cold night.

Gonna reply once I get a name for my next charrie >> So difficult.....

______ Kaii Barbedspear

Kaii means caring

I gotta think of his name. I want him to be named after his father. Something cool, but everyone just calls him "Shu"

(Shu basically means "tumor" in Japanese XD Which pretty much means he's useless)

Shuredda - Shredder

Shubousha - Leader/Ringleader

Shuensha - Star/Leading Actor

Shuhansha - Principle Offender

(The Next Day)

   ".... Shu, focus! You're not even try- WATCH OUT!!"

   Whap!

   Shu fell back as the nadder spikes imbedded themselves into his sheild. As he scrambled to get up, the light green dragon raced across the ring to stand above the boy. Squawk? Just as the nadder opened his maw to burn Shu to a crisp, a flash of dark red shot in front of him and roared. Hookfang clawed at the nadder, sending it squawking back into its cage.

   The older viking leapt into the arena. "What was that? Were you daydreaming, or are you blind? When a nadder raises it's tail, and the spikes come up, it means that it's about to shoot!"

   Shu grimaced. "Sorry Snotlout. I wasn't paying attention." The girl trainees giggled.

   Snotlout sighed. "I just don't know what I'm going to do with you. What if a feral comes across you in the woods?"

   Jet's smug voice came from the opposite side of the arena. "Um, he gets eaten? We're better off??" The group snickered.

   Snotlout sighed as Hookfang, his nightmare, came up behind him and sat on its behind, beginning to clean her claws. "Ughh. Class dismissed. Better luck next time."

   As the group left the arena in a loud excited group, Shu walked out and to the left, unwanted in the group of trainees. When he reached the forest, he collapsed under the trees, head on his arms as he lay watching the clouds through the leaves. There was about an hour before he had to be at the field for his flying lessons. He thought about the group hot-shots, Jet and Kiba, and sighed. They were the perfect team, Jet a warrior in the ring, and Kiba skilled at aerial manuevers. They were the most popular boys of their age, while Shu was just an outcast, a nuisance. Why can't I be more like them?

   Kiba laughed with the others as the group left the ring. During the training with the nadder, Jet had to save his butt after he had fallen on it. He'd almost become a shish-kiba. Jet meanwhile was showing off as usual, narrating the incident. "Did you see me hit that nadder? Why I bet it'll be more cautious next time I come along......."

   Kiba noticed movement in the corner of his eye. It was Shu, going off alone as usual. Hmm, wonder where he runs off to.....

   "Kiba!"

   Kiba turned around and noticed that he had dropped behind his friends. "Come on Kiba you're as slow as a gronckle!!"

   Kiba smiled. "Coming!" He ran off after the group forgetting all about Shu.

 Luna sat this one out. She never really liked training all that much anyways. She twisted her white hair into a braid as she watched the fight commence, then wrung it out like it was wet. Another boring day at the arena. As she was about to leave, she spotted the boy who was left out of everything most of the time. He was always being left out and-being an overly curious girl-she had to know what was wrong. She waited until all the other trainees left (including her over-ego'd brother) and decided to follow him. What was wrong? She followed him until he passed by the old willow tree, and she stopped, losing his trail. She put her hands on the bark and felt the rough wood underneath her fingers, sighing as she sank to her knees. The willow tree always made her feel calm and collected inside. It was such a nice feeling.

 I SENSE A SHIPPING COMING ALONG.

   Kiba tightened the sadle on the nightmare he was riding. Having finished the stable cleaning, he and Jet were now taking a short period to get in their flying, as Tuff believed that the trainees should train once everyday, just as so not to lag behind. The students switched out dragon types periodically, because they were not their dragons, and it was imperitive that the children learned to handle each type of dragon.

   Jet led a gronckle out by the reins. He grimaced. He was obviously not pleased by his mount. As he put on the saddle he grumbled. Gronckles were heavy-weights, and not that great in aerobatics. They were slower than most dragons. Kiba grinned his sympathy. He knew that Jet was not the patient type, and that he'd much rather ride the nightmare that Kiba held now.

    As they finished saddling the dragons, they knocked fists and mounted. Simultaniously, the dragons leapt to the air. Or, they would normally, but the gronckle takes flight from a standstill, rising on it's beating wings. Jet sighed as loud as he could in exasperation. Kiba smiled looking back at Jet's frustrated expression. This was a good day.

   Rising into the sky, Kiba shot towards the clouds. As he reached them however, a funnel started to swirl. In that split second, Kiba wondered what was going on. A black streak then barreled out of the clouds, and both dragons swerved to avoid each other, letting out throaty roars. Kiba's heart almost burst out of his chest, but after a moment it dawned on him. Turning around, he looked back at Jet. "JET!!"

   The other rider had looked back at Kiba, and did not notice that there was another dragon behind the nightmare. Behind Kiba, Jet cursed as he tried to catch up to Kiba. just in time, Jet looked up, and saw the other dragon. "SHIT!!" Pulling the reins as hard as he could, Jet tried to swerve to avoid the impact. Unfortunately gronckles are not great turners, so the two dragons collided in midair. The nightfury screamed.

   Hitting head on, the black fury spun completely around, and fell in a barrel role, it's wings spinning rapidly around its bodice. The gronckle, being hit on it's side, spun around in the air, maintaining its altitude, and slowly spun to a stop. Jet swore. "Useless Dragon!!! Why have such puny wings if they do you no good!! I swear gronckles are the lamest dragons in existence!!!" He started to glide up, but turned sharply when the nightmare shot past him. Kiba flew towards the ground though it was no use, anxiously watching the nightfury spin towards the field.

   The nightfury spun perilously in a free fall, spinning wildly on it's sides. The rider held on tight, but then released one hand, grabbed the rein, and jerked on the reins towards the rotation. The dragon pulled its wings closer, and suddenly started spinning faster. Slowly the body of the dragon tilted until it was facing the ground head on in a spinning dive. The rider gripped the dragon's neck. "This is gonna hurt buddy." He jerked on both of the reins.

   The nightfury's wings snapped open, rapidly slowing their decent. The rider pulled ever harder on the reins, and the dragon yelled, shutting it's eyes with pain. Slower than they were going, the pair swooped onto the field, the fury landing in a run, stopping gradually on the grass below. It shook its head and roared raspily.

   Kiba alighted on the landing zone as the rider leapt of the fury. Ripping off his flying gear (goggles & cap), revealed Shu, the class reject. Shu ran to his dragon's wing, inspecting the muscle. Now that it was not flying, a huge scar could be seen on the front wing muscle; the muscle that would be used in a manuever like that. The dragon roared sadly, its voice strangely throaty and quiet. Shu stroked the dragon's neck as he applied pressure to the area. The muscle jerked violently. An involuntary reaction.

   Kiba heard a rapid buzzing sound and looked back just in time to see Jet bring his gronckle to a lopsided landing. As soon as it touched the ground, Jet leapt off and spat on the ground. "That is the Last Time, I am riding a Gronckle!!" He marched off, leaving the reins dangling from the gronckle's teeth. It spat them out. Kiba climbed off of the nightmare, and it gave a happy shake as the weight was lifted from its back. Kiba took its reins and turned to fetch the gronckle, but it had flown off to the end of the field. It turned and gave Kiba a snort, kicking up dirt with its back feet. Kiba put up his hands in surrender and turned back towards the barn. Over there he would hang up the saddle and reins, and since there were no stables, the nightmare would be free to do as it wished until it was needed again. With a glance back at the fury, Kiba walked off to unequip the nightmare.

   Shu caressed the nightfury as he calmed it down. The wing muscles had been strained in the decent, and the scarred issue was quivering with the stress. When Jet and Kiba had gone, the nightfury whimpered at him, looking up to reveal its heavily scarred throat. An incident in the wild had injured the dragon before, and now it was skidish, allowing few to approach it, let alone ride it. And it would only go near other dragons if there was a trusted human with it. The incident with the nightmare and gronckle had given it quite a fright.

   Shu rubbed the black scaly nose and the dragon purred quietly. Getting up, Shu decided that he had also better get the gronckle before it wandered off. The dragon would be much happier with the saddle and bridle off, before it left for the day.

   Walking across the field, Shu slowly put out his hand, slowing his pace as he neared the gronckle. It looked over and growled at him. He took another step. Its wings started to rise. Seeing the pointlessness of the situation, Shu sat down in the grass, watched the gronckle for a few minutes, then lay on his back to wait.

   The birds flitted overhead as he watched the sun fall lazily from the sky. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, something brushed his eyelids. Jolting awake, Shu opened his eyes to a huge green snout right in his face. Sitting up, he found the gronckle seated right next to him. He pet it's snout. Looking back, he saw the fury lying down a short ways away, its head on its paws, and its eyes on the gronckle. Shu smiled. Grabbing the reins of the gronckle, he got up and led it over to the nightfury. The fury got up slowly, and took a step back. Shu made comforting noises. "Its okay Whisper. He's no threat. No problem at all. Good dragon..."

   Finally, with both dragons' reins in hand, Shu made his way to the barn just as the sun was starting to set.

       Luna sat under the willow tree and ran her fingers against the smooth bark of the tree. She sighed and laid her head against the trunk of the tree, feeling its energy flow with hers. She felt her soul merge with the tree, her energy and its energy flowing back and forth in a slow motion, her body became the tree.... Luna took in a deep breath, a deep calming sensation overflowing through her body, and then let it all out. All of her thoughts were cleared.

 "Ahhh...." She sighed happily. "I haven't meditated in a while." She sat by the willow tree for about an hour or so, watching the sun drop behind the horizon and the moon rise up from its slumber to take its friend's place. Hopefully, her brother wasn't being stupid. Of course he was. She knew her brother enough to be as stupid as stupid could possibly get. The moon was beautiful tonight-and it was full, too! What a spectical. Suddenly, a figure moved past the moon. Luna gasped and jumped up at the sight, her lavender eyes on high alert for anything suspicious. She watched the sky closely, waiting for that one spec of-there it was again! It was larger this time, though. It had wings. A tail. A terrifying screech. Luna stood up and watched.

 "Night Fury...."

   Shu was asleep in the loft, Whisper curled around him. The dragon's warm body was a comfort to Shu on chilly nights like this. Whisper's ear quivered as it picked up a distant noise. It came again. Whisper's head rose and started to swivel, trying to pick up the direction of the sound.

   Shu moaned sleepily and looked up, rubbing his eye. "Whisper, what is it?"

   The dragon suddenly stopped moving, and got up, making Shu fall down. The Fury growled.

   Shu, sensing the dragon's anxiety, got up and got out the makeshift saddle. It had only two straps, and was used for short or urgent trips only. As he looped the buckles, Shu had a feeling he wouldn't get much sleep tonight.

      The night fury screamed again, warning other dragons to stay away. This was its prey now. The ever watchful eyes of the sleek black dragon scanned the area like a hawk until it spotted the willow tree and the girl staring up at it. That willow tree belonged to this night fury! And no one else! It howled a war cry once more, charged up a blast, and sent purple waves of fire sparkling all over the forest landscape. It was definitely looking at Luna for a midnight snack. The white haired girl watched intently at the dragon and slowly reached for the kunai at her side. She wanted to test out the new weapon she had gotten from one of the viking's recent ramaging trips to the Middle East. Hiccup thought it would be a nice addition to her sword collection at home-you know, the one in the cupboard in her room by the-never mind. She grasped the ancient knife in her hand as the night fury took a good nose-dive towards her, its fire charging up as it flew at Luna at full speed. What a rush! A real feral, chasing after her like she had always dreamed of! But would she live or not was another story.

   Shu and Whisper raced above the ground, gaining speed from the dragon's powerful strokes. It was quiet. Too quiet. All of the animals had gone, or hidden, and neither was a good sign. Whisper flew like a comet with an urgency that Shu had never seen before. Whisper knew what he was doing. Another fury was near. And it wasn't friendly.

   As the pair cleared the trees, Shu spotted Kiba's sister on the ground. She held a knife, and was looking intently at the sky. Shu wondered what she was doing. Just as he was about to hail her, Whisper spread his wings and shot out and up like a dart, and Shu almost fell off. Shu had no idea what was happening until a great, dark mass hurtled up down in front of them. Whisper roared (whispered), and they collided.

   Wings flapping wildly, Whisper and the darkness hurtled out of the sky. Shu grasped Whisper's neck for dear life, and when he opened his eyes for just a moment, he saw two yellow eyes next to his face. The other fury prepared a blast. This was it!

   Whisper sensed the sound of the charge, and kicked the fury in the gut, rolling up and taking the blast in the stomach in order to protect his rider. Both dragons crashed to the ground.

(Whisper fell near Luna, and the fury fell opposite the pair.)

     Luna was taken aback some by the sudden appearance of a second night fury to the imintent battle. She stumbled a bit when the two dragons came crashing down, one near her and the other landing in the center of the town. She fell backwards onto the willow tree, bumping her head kind of hard on the bark. Luna grumbled something inaudible and got up, curious of the new dragon. It was one of the barn dragon from the looks of the torn saddle. It hung loosely on the dragon's side, almost underneath the dragon onto its belly. A little ways from the fallen dragon was the rider, a very peculiar boy Luna had seen a few times in the arena. Uhm.... Shu, she thought his name was? She still couldn't remember. Anyhow, worried, she rushed over to him and brushed his hair out of his face to see if there were any injuries on his face before checking the rest of his body.

   Shu blinked slowly as he gathered himself after the fall. His head hurt. Had he hit it? Looking up, a blurry being stood over him. White. She had white hair, which sparkled under the full moon. He spoke, his words slurred. "Am I dead.........."

      "You're not dead yet," She retorted, standing up from her "inspection" and letting her white hair flop into her face. "but you will be once that Night Fury is done with you!"

 She kicked his head so he'd get up faster, then started grabbed the fallen Night Fury and started running towards the village to help stop the feral dragon. She doubted she'd be of any help, but there was a slight chance that she could look the fury in the eyes and see what it was made of. Maybe, just maybe.... She thought. ...Nah. It's not possible.