Wolf-Bound

   Whisper spazzed. He was never approched by anyone so suddenly, and she just came at him with such speed. He didn't know what to do for a moment, then he flipped. Rearing up, he opened his eyes and screamed. Or, roared. "Whispered" his loudest in fright. Shaking loose of her grip, he ran back to Shu, who by this time had gotten up and was shouting to Luna not to get him frightened. Then the dragon struck.

   Having gotten up, the opposing fury snorted, folded its wings, and charged at Whisper. Whisper, being already terrified, noticed the dragon charging him and yelled. Scrambling on the wet leaves, he started to turn but was then rammed in the side and flung across the forest, passing the willow  (IN SLO-MO), then rolling ending next to a willow tree. He moaned.

        The dragon roared ferociously and was about to charge once again, but something stopped him. Luna, being as desperate as she was, had moved in front of the night fury, arms sprawled out to her sides and kunai in hand. she was ready to strike any time.

 "Don't! Move!" She barked. That was the most threatening thing she had ever said to anyone-be person or dragon. The night fury growled and roared, rearing up and spreading its wings out to full length, then pouncing upon the white haired girl. The dragon opened its mouth to charge up then suddenly-

 Calm.

 Luna had only put her hands on the dragon's face when a sudden calm hit them both like a bunch of bricks. Their energies flowed in sinc in and out of each other, they felt each other's emotions, each other's skin and scales.... It was like some.... undeniable feeling of being wanted. The dragon slowly started to close its mouth, still keeping it open in case an enemy was nearby, but stopped charging his fire.

 They.... were one. They made a connection.

   Whisper was furious, and hated the whole darn situation. He was scared, for himself, but also for the humans. He charged a shot.

   ..............crack..... crack crack... pop......pop pop...poppoppopoppopopopopopopopopo......................... Chargeeeeeee.....

   After a series of sparks and crackles, like aluminum in a microwave, Whisper's mouth finally glowed, and a huge burst of energy shot forth, his neck popping back with the force of the shot. Topping the girl's head, the energy smacked straight into the first fury's face, pushing it back into a sitting position with it's chin up. The underside of it's face was smoking.

      The night fury just sat there for a moment before its head slowly bent down to peer at the opposite night fury that shot at him. Outraged, the night fury roared despicably and got ready to charge again, but ropes and fire were spitting all around it.

 "Hold it! Keep it steady!" Luna heard Ruffnut yell to the other vikings, who responded with 'yessirs' or grunts as they pulled the ropes together to make the dragon fall. The trainee dragons helped by at least ATTEMPTING to keep the dragon calm. They failed, for the night fury was thrashing his tail and screaming and spitting fire out everywhere. When the dragons and riders had finally gotten the feral off of Luna, she was terrified, mesmorized, and in a pondering mood. That wasn't a normal night fury.

 "Hey!" Ruffnut called out to her. "You okay?"

 Luna stood up shakily and dusted her pants off. "A bit shaken, but not stirred. What's gonna happen to that dragon?"
 "....He's kind of uh.... Well, we've never had a dragon this feral before. If he doesn't shape up within the next few days within its cage we'll have to put him down." Ruffnut responded. "It's for the safety of everyone that abominations like that are locked up until they can behave!"
 "Dragons aren't abominations!" Luna spat back. "They are beautiful creatures that deserve better treatment from everybody!"

 Ruffnut growled and told her to go home. Luna cursed under her breath, but was a good girl and went back to her house. Luna sighed and walked up to her room, leaned against the wall, fell to the floor, and sat there. She was more of a night person anyways.

   Whisper stood where he had been pushed, shivering with rage. His wings rose and flapped angrily as he roared his displeasure. He stepped towards the bound fury, wings raised high and menacing. The other dragons warned him against it, and advised him otherwise, but Whisper did not hear them. He stood up a few feet from the dragon. Sparks danced at the back of his throat.

   Suddenly a flash of red came through the night as a great black dragon landed in between the two furies. Toothless's tail swung widely and his stance was firm as he roared his authority. One sharp look at Whisper, and the dragon roared back, and fled into the forest.

   Hiccup watched Whisper go and sighed. Hopping from the saddle, he walked over to the net crew, but was held back by Tuffnut. "Careful Hiccup. It's a wild one."

   Hiccup smiled and nodded, then moved Tuffnut aside. Stepping up to the feral, it snarled. Hiccup bent down to look at it. Their eyes met. The feral opened its maw.

   Toothless leapt in front of Hiccup as the feral released the blast. When the fire ended Hiccup stood up and brushed his hands. Toothkess looked back at him and growled. He was waiting for a decision to be made.

   Hiccup looked at the fury again and frowned. The fury snarled. Toothless growled. Hiccup turned and walked away, Toothless in tow. As he passed Ruff, he spoke tiredly. "Put it with the others."

   Ruff nodded with an angry smile. Shouting out orders, the team of vikings began hauling away the feral.

   Shu watched them take the fury, despite its roars of protests. Once it was well away, he ran into the forest. "Whisperrrrr!!! WHIIIIIIISPERRRR!!!!!!!!"

   Shouting out the name of the dragon, Shu stayed out in the forest for a couple hours. Finally, he headed home, unaware of the two silent yellow eyes watching him from the trees.

     Luna was on the brink of falling asleep, but she was too lazy to go to her room. Opening the door to her brother's room. Looking over his sleeping figure, she walked in and pulled one of the blankets off the bed. Laying on the floor, she laid the blanket over herself and went to sleep.

 Her dreams were filled with that mysterious Night Fury.

   Kiba awoke to a bright face full of sunshine. His room facing the rising sun, he was always the first to, well, rise. Groaning his displeasure, he rolled over, straight out of bed. He hit the floor with a mighty thump. Groaning even more, he stood up and went out of the room. Thumping down the stairs, he got to the bottom and stopped. There was a slightly smokey smell in the air. Walking to his sister's room, the source of the smell, he opened the door. And there she was, Luna, lying on the floor with a blanket, patches of her shirt blackened.

"Um, sis?"

       She mumbled something in her sleep before slightly stirring. She stood up groggily and rubbed her blackened white hair, pulling out soot when she ran her fingers through it. Her dreams were haunted by that night fury with lavender eyes.

 "Huh?" She replied groggily, rubbing her eyes as she got up. "Sssomething the matter?"

   Kiba looked at her with one raised eyebrow. "Um, ya. Your shirt's cooked. If Mom sees you like that she'll freak."

        Luna blinked herself awake before realizing what her brother had said about her shirt was correct.

 "GAHHH!" She screamed, starting to freak out like crazy. "What do I do?! Where's my other shirt? Do I have another pair of pants? I didn't know I had been burned or anything! WHAT IN THE NAME OF THOR DO I DOOOOOOOOOOOO?!?!"

-.-

   Kiba frantically waved his hands trying to get her to shut up. "Luna! Be quiet Mom has gone out and if she hears you she'll wonder what the heck is going on! Then she'll freak!! What happened last night anyways? Why were you burned?"

      Luna put her hands over her mouth. Mom definitely wouldn't like her screams. She took a deep breath, and calmed down. "I-I couldn't sleep, so I went to hang out in the forest and then... then, this BEAUTIFUL feral night fury attacked me an almost killed me, but man, that was so EXHILARATING! I.... I've never had a dragon come that close to me before." She explained, saying the last parts dreamily while exhaling. "He had so much potential to use, so much power, so little reason and-it was like the feral had a heart, because he stopped attacking me until Toughnut came. Oh, Kiba! It was so fun...."

 She fell backwards onto her bed with a happy smile, glad that she had met that dragon. He intrigued her, made her wonder about why he was so stubborn. She wanted to see him again, see what he had in store for her.

   Kiba stared at her sister. What was she talking about; what had happened while he was asleep? Suddenly, he heard the door open. He froze, then panicked. "Luna, Mom's home!" She didn't move. "Hurry Luna get dressed!!"

(Um, she's a girl, he's a boy. I see a problem he's overlooked! XDDDD)

       "Guh--!" Luna suddenly scrambled back out of bed and raced against the clock to get dressed. Then she stopped, and looked at Kiba. When he did nothing but stand there she put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot irritably.

   Kiba sighed. "Okay, What's wrong now?"

   Letting out an exasperated roar, Luna strode over to her brother and hit him over the head. She then promptly tripped him and kicked him out the door. "I'M GETTING DRESSED YOU PERVERT!!"

    When she had finally come back downstairs, she was wearing her steampunk boots and skirt along with a dark blue tank top with scorch marks for decoration on it. To top it all off, there was a huge red and black bow to hold together her white hair in a ponytail. "Morning mom!" She stated happily.

   When Luna and Kiba got down to the kitchen their mom wasn't there. Instead, Big Boy was sitting in the kitchen, clawing at the door. The little dragon had finally gotten the front door open, only to have the wind close it on the end of his tail. He squeeked in anger.

   Kiba shrugged. "Well, false alarm. She must still be out somewhere." He went over to free the terrible terror. Boy squeeked at him pitifully. Kiba smiled. "Now don't worry Big Boy." He said, reaching for his tail. "I'll have you free in no ti-"

   Boom

   Kiba was flattened against the floor as the door suddenly burst into his face. Their mother stood in the doorway, her face filled with anxiety. "Oh Luna.." Big Boy scrambled out of the way as she ran past him. She stopped by Luna, checking her over. "I heard what happened last night. You must've been scared are you okay?" Kiba groaned in the corner.

   His mom turned around briefly to see what was wrong. "Now Kiba what are you doing on the floor? You'll get dirty." Kiba groaned even louder.

    THEN SUDDENLY LUNA WAS IN HER MOTHER'S ARMS. Who knew a mom could have such a death grip?!

 "M-Mom!" She staggered, trying to free herself from her mother's iron grip. "Please... l-l-let... go! I'm fine! Alright!"

 Finally, she managed to wriggle out of her mom's arms and struggled to catch her breath as Big Boy scuttled over to her dumbly and paw pawed at her boots. Luna dusted herself off and picked up the little dragon. "Mom, I'm fine. See?" She said happily. "It's nothing to worry about, I promise."

   While Luna soothed their mother Kiba lay on the ground, moping. His nose was throbbing and he could feel every heartbeat. His eyes spun as his vision tried to clear.

   Whisper stood atop the barn roof, his tail twitching. His eyes were narrowed to slits and his nostrils opened and closed as he breathed heavily through them. His ears were back in annoyance. Even dragons have temper tantrums.

   Shu woke up and trotted out of the barn. Looking up at the sky, Shu's eyebrows furrowed worriedly. Hopefully Whisper would come back soon.

     A roar could be heard in the distance. It was a cry of anger, anguish, and terror. The dragon that had just recently been caught slammed her body against the side of the stone and wood cage of the fighting rink furiously, roaring and trying to break it down with her lightning breath. Unfortunately for her, nothing seemed to work. She roared furiously as some of her caretakers opened the cage and restrained her as they filled her food trough. She hissed and snarled at them as they tied together her body with ropes and chains.

 "He's got lots of fire in 'im," The one with the special dragon feed as he left the food tray and backed out into the arena. "Le's hope it dies down after a few... eels."

 He pulled out a dark, black and blue eel and tossed it into the cage as the other caretakers started to scramble out of the incorrigible dragon's cage. She hissed and snarled viciously at the unmoving dead eel as she backed away towards the back of her cage, in attempt to get away from it.

 "Foul, putrid, SMELLY beings!" She roared, angrier than ever. "How the hell do the others manage to put up with these... these-these mongrels!!! A disgrace to dragons! THAT'S what they are! They don't know the meaning of FREEDOM! LET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU PUTRID RATS!!!"

 And she just kept going on and on and on, roaring and having a fit about being locked up in that stupid cage. It wasn't right for a dragon-a NIGHT FURY at that!-to be locked up in some silly cage!

   Whisper was crouched flat on the roof like a cat, his tail twitching as he watched Shu wander around the yard, which was huge. He was searching the field. Whisper rumbled in exasperation. When would this boy just give up already? Seriously. But eventually as all things must come to an end, Shu left the field.

   Whisper snorted. Finally. Standing up, he would have stretched in his feline style but he was too preoccupied at the moment. Spreading his wings, he launched from the barn and dropped low to the ground, sailing above the waving grasses. The long stalks tempted the underside of his feet, but he didn't feel them. Lost in thought, he swept towards the arena.

   Alighting on the steel mesh of the arena's ceiling, Whisper folded his wings and crawled to the opening. Jeers and taunts from the caged ferals rose to meet him as he entered the arena. The sun was at its full height now. Straight overhead in the sky, it cast an eerie net of shadows across the arena, covering Whisper's scales like a spider's web. Tail snaking behind him, he walked over to the new fury's cage.

    She growled furiously and slowly inched her way around the eel. What the hell was their problem?! She did NOT deserve to be locked up in this stupid cage. Angst angst angst angst angst.... So much hate and anger and DRAGON ANGST. The only thing that caught her attention more was the scent of new dragon. Her eyes narrowed and her ear flaps bent down dangerously as the night fury she had just fought the other day approached her. She wanted to kill him so bad! As he came close, she thrust her paw through a small opening of the cage and tried to scratch at him. Her growls became furiously entwined with the strikes of her claws, growling and yelling as she tried desperately to dash away the hopes of this night fury's chance to live. AWAY WITH YE! She growled in her mind as she slashed and pounded her body against the side of the cage door. She found a way to move the eel away from her and to the veeeeeeeeery back corner where she never sat or did ANYTHING in without touching it, then resumed her angst fest.

 "GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU FILTHY MONGREL!" She roared, her roar echoing as loud as it could throughout the village (and maybe even to some of the dragons living in the mountains nearby).