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Hmmm, just other things we can figure out as we go.
Maybe she goes to collect herbs for the healer or something.
Okay so... I mean... however you want to do it. I'm flexible.
They'd probably try to get the jump on her when she's alone or at least away from the rest of the village but I don't see how they will get through Aurora and am not sure why Castiel would go off by herself.
They'd probably try to get the jump on her when she's alone or at least away from the rest of the village but I don't see how they will get through Aurora and am not sure why Castiel would go off by herself.
I can't imagine they have anyway but on foot but their vikings so surely they can take down a dragon if they need to, they just merely have to wait for a good moment to strike and eh... I don't know. It'd be kind of foolish to leave the safety of Berk. I'll have to think more on this when it's not so late.
With dragons there was never any need for words- he could understand them in their every motion and he was starting to see that same principal extended to humans. The way Castiel straightened and her eyes lit up when he returned, could only mean she was happy (to see him) and the only thing that stopped him from believing fully was the doubt in his own heart. Astrid had given him all the certainty he had ever needed to know he was wanted but then she inveterately crushed him. While he didn’t hold it against her it had hurt. Smiles held between them might never be quite as warm again- even if they were still friends. She’d had looked at him with all the affection that Castiel sometimes did but it had meant nothing down the road. It made him a tad doubtful.
But she was smiling, his hand in hers, leading him out into the brisk morning- sunlight shining brilliantly over a fresh coat of snow and she simply seemed to glow. Kicking up fresh powder and mounting the dragoness with excitement washing off her like static in the air. He smiled and leapt onto Toothless back, clicking his foot into the pedal and ascending. He hung back in a lazy drift, merely to watch the light streaming off her. The Vikings of Berk rode dragons but they didn’t really fly WITH them. Castiel did and she had been doing so all along. When she looked back and a grin split her face he leaned closer to the saddle, eyes calling back a challenge and suddenly they took off.
His laughter might have been the only one heard but he didn’t believe he was alone it. When they landed he‘d watching her take up the bow, notching back an arrow with a smile on her face. He’d caused that. It wasn’t some big mess up, it was the opposite of that and he was so very glad.
Her face-
It was the picture of surprise and he couldn’t help but smile. Then before he could ask her what she thought she answered- throwing herself at him and her hug was so soft… his bones didn’t creak under the exertion of another’s muscles. Obviously not a Viking hug. When Astrid got this excited she was likely to snap his spine with an overly enthused embrace. He chuckled weakly “I’m glad you like it…” It was really all he could think to say, so surprised by her reaction and at the same time, warmed by it.
But she was smiling, his hand in hers, leading him out into the brisk morning- sunlight shining brilliantly over a fresh coat of snow and she simply seemed to glow. Kicking up fresh powder and mounting the dragoness with excitement washing off her like static in the air. He smiled and leapt onto Toothless back, clicking his foot into the pedal and ascending. He hung back in a lazy drift, merely to watch the light streaming off her. The Vikings of Berk rode dragons but they didn’t really fly WITH them. Castiel did and she had been doing so all along. When she looked back and a grin split her face he leaned closer to the saddle, eyes calling back a challenge and suddenly they took off.
His laughter might have been the only one heard but he didn’t believe he was alone it. When they landed he‘d watching her take up the bow, notching back an arrow with a smile on her face. He’d caused that. It wasn’t some big mess up, it was the opposite of that and he was so very glad.
Her face-
It was the picture of surprise and he couldn’t help but smile. Then before he could ask her what she thought she answered- throwing herself at him and her hug was so soft… his bones didn’t creak under the exertion of another’s muscles. Obviously not a Viking hug. When Astrid got this excited she was likely to snap his spine with an overly enthused embrace. He chuckled weakly “I’m glad you like it…” It was really all he could think to say, so surprised by her reaction and at the same time, warmed by it.
A part of him still stuttered when people willingly and easily accepted his outrageous suggestions (when they hadn’t even heard him out when he was younger) but maybe in this case it wasn‘t really that crazy to ask this. “Just like that?” He questioned vaguely flabbergasted before adding: “Well…,” He drew out and finished: “okay then.” Shaking off the feeling of being stunned, he chuckled: “The villagers will see this as a reason to celebrate.” Any reason to break into the stores of liquor and get drunk beyond all reason. He held up a finger to her and backed up the stairs “wait right here.”
Hiccup was not expecting to meet his mother at the top of the flight and quickly spun around her the moment he noticed. “Wh-what are you doing? In my room?”
“So…” Valka started engagingly “when are you going to make your proposal? Every chief needs a wife at his side.”
“Mum, it’s not…” He rubbed at his face and looked away as he walked over to his desk “like that…”
“Nonsense. You are already making gifts.” She gestured to the bow as he picked it up, the ‘self lighting arrows’ giving it a unique flare that only his sword seemed to possess.
“That’s all it is mum, a gift. Please don’t make a big scene of it…” Hiccup picked up the bow and quiver of arrows. “I don’t want to push anything. She just officially became a member of our tribe. So just… keep those sort of thoughts to yourself. I don’t want to scare her off.” He made a face and turned to hurry back down the steps. When he reached the bottom he slowed his pace and coming over to her. “Now as a sort of… ’welcome to the tribe’,” He held the carefully crafted bow out to her while silently hoping she liked it. “I also got these.” He said shrugging his shoulder to shift the quiver of arrows. “It’s sort of a packaged deal. Free of charge.”
Hiccup was not expecting to meet his mother at the top of the flight and quickly spun around her the moment he noticed. “Wh-what are you doing? In my room?”
“So…” Valka started engagingly “when are you going to make your proposal? Every chief needs a wife at his side.”
“Mum, it’s not…” He rubbed at his face and looked away as he walked over to his desk “like that…”
“Nonsense. You are already making gifts.” She gestured to the bow as he picked it up, the ‘self lighting arrows’ giving it a unique flare that only his sword seemed to possess.
“That’s all it is mum, a gift. Please don’t make a big scene of it…” Hiccup picked up the bow and quiver of arrows. “I don’t want to push anything. She just officially became a member of our tribe. So just… keep those sort of thoughts to yourself. I don’t want to scare her off.” He made a face and turned to hurry back down the steps. When he reached the bottom he slowed his pace and coming over to her. “Now as a sort of… ’welcome to the tribe’,” He held the carefully crafted bow out to her while silently hoping she liked it. “I also got these.” He said shrugging his shoulder to shift the quiver of arrows. “It’s sort of a packaged deal. Free of charge.”
Well... I may have lost the feeling for it but I'll try to post today.
I had wondered about that.
A couple weeks had passed since Castiel woke and the villagers were warming up to her. With this time the dragons were also extending their respect to Aurora as the alpha’s mate and there was an overall air of acceptance on both sides. Hiccup disclosed his desire to have the girl stay on Berk to Toothless one night (the dragon failed to be surprised) but he knew he’d have his approval and before he shared the news with anyone else it was nice to know at least one person was on his side.
Once Castiel was fully recovered from the ordeal he decided he shouldn’t put it off any longer. So early one morning he just went ahead and asked her- obviously it wasn’t the most tactful of moments but he had to before he lost the nerve. He set the bowl of cooked oats on the table and gingerly took to rubbing the back of his head. “I had been thinking. How would you like to join the Hairy Hooligan tribe and stay on Berk?” With me? He excluded that last question from his small speech but that didn’t mean he wasn’t thinking it.
“The other Vikings have pretty much already accepted you as part of the village and the dragons are fond of you. I mean I’m not going to force you… but will you at least think about it?”
Once Castiel was fully recovered from the ordeal he decided he shouldn’t put it off any longer. So early one morning he just went ahead and asked her- obviously it wasn’t the most tactful of moments but he had to before he lost the nerve. He set the bowl of cooked oats on the table and gingerly took to rubbing the back of his head. “I had been thinking. How would you like to join the Hairy Hooligan tribe and stay on Berk?” With me? He excluded that last question from his small speech but that didn’t mean he wasn’t thinking it.
“The other Vikings have pretty much already accepted you as part of the village and the dragons are fond of you. I mean I’m not going to force you… but will you at least think about it?”
Sure we can do that.
And it wasn't bad.
And it wasn't bad.
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