Amusement swelled inside of him as she wiped obsessively but couldn’t still manage to get all off her face until she rubbed it away with seawater. He cackled a few times and when she came back he absolutely gaffed with laughter- spinning around and springing away, kicking up sand around them but he stopped his wild prancing after only a short moment. Then he changed forms before grabbing the bag off the beach and got dressed with his back to her.
Once he was properly clothed he faced her with a certain sternness brought about by impatience: “now we explore.” She’d wanted a good place to start out and this was fine. “But you can’t draw your tooth on anymore dragons. I won‘t fight them like this, I don‘t want to tear this other skin.” He mumbled while plucking at the plain tunic. It seemed he had forgot something important in his search for garments though and that was shoes.
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lol, he will accept being owned by no one! accept maybe Ava... he makes exceptions for her.
She’d sheathed the knife but part of him screamed to remain wary- moments ago she would have used it on him in a heartbeat just because he had shown his teeth. He forced himself to remain on his stomach though, as small as possible as she approached. Anyone else he would snap out at but she was different and he was right to think this as she admitted that she would try to understand. The way she was raised- she had no reason to bother but as her hands rubbed at his scales he knew she was sincere.
Something akin to a purr rumbled from deep in his throat and he repeatedly nudged his snout into her, encouraging her hands to keep on rubbing. When she couldn’t seem to do it enough he pushed her over with one more insistent shove and finding her on the ground blinked innocently down at her before running his tongue across her face.
Something akin to a purr rumbled from deep in his throat and he repeatedly nudged his snout into her, encouraging her hands to keep on rubbing. When she couldn’t seem to do it enough he pushed her over with one more insistent shove and finding her on the ground blinked innocently down at her before running his tongue across her face.
It is his intention to look like such =p harmless and kitten like.
Blizzard’s expression fell as suddenly as his wings dropped limp at his sides- his eyes portraying hurt in the face of rejection but it was short lived as he turned and saw the dagger thrust out before her, threateningly angled in his direction. He snarled instinctively since he was still wound up from the scuffle and felt anger boiling up among his inner fire. Lie or not he had just saved her and this was how she thanked him?!
He should have saw her fear but all he felt was his own hurt and the raging frustration that ate at his insides at her sudden decision- all because he had teeth! He wanted to knock her to the ground and scream right in her face so she could feel how he did right then. His muscles coiled to pounce but something stopped him-
Behind blind instinct he was an intelligent creature. She had not betrayed him because in her mind they had never been close, he’d never been anything been a docile beast and now she saw that he wasn’t merely a harmless kitten pawing for attention. He released the tension in his body and dropped down onto his stomach cooing softly with regret.
He should have saw her fear but all he felt was his own hurt and the raging frustration that ate at his insides at her sudden decision- all because he had teeth! He wanted to knock her to the ground and scream right in her face so she could feel how he did right then. His muscles coiled to pounce but something stopped him-
Behind blind instinct he was an intelligent creature. She had not betrayed him because in her mind they had never been close, he’d never been anything been a docile beast and now she saw that he wasn’t merely a harmless kitten pawing for attention. He released the tension in his body and dropped down onto his stomach cooing softly with regret.
lol, yeah. It seems natural that she should feel that way.
His journey into the village had been short, he swiped the clothes from a basket some middle aged woman had been carrying. It seemed as if she’d been drying the skins on an outcropping of rocks and had just now finished- a younger human had called out and secured him that moment in which he was able to steal from her. He ran off into the woods without ever having to confront anyone and within the shadows of broad canopies he tried on the garments and examined his reflection in a small pool. While not familiar with clothes he thought perhaps these were a tad too big for his slim form. He tossed away the extra skins and grabbed up a length of leather, securing the pants with a satisfied nod. Once he was no longer… bare he’d headed into the village and pilfered a bag in which to carry the clothes.
Details of his little endeavor aside- he had been striping back down to shift when he heard a scream. He forced his transformation over himself despite the painful creak of bones and pull of muscles, he knew he should never rush it but did so right then. The bag slid from his shoulder as he changed- and thoughtlessly he snapped it up in his mouth before launching into the sky, snapping countless branches without caring to slow despite the sting of them wiping past his hide. He was in the air in the instant. Over the trees and descending towards the coast. The fire had drawn his eyes and nose. In an instant he was upon the nightmare rolling it into the foamy surf and the two of them scuffled down there at the base of the coast- kicking up sand. While the smaller of the two dragons he had little trouble holding his own. Only kicking back from the nightmare to flare his wings in warning and bare his teeth with a snarl. Thinking in their short struggle he had made his point clear. The nightmare hissed with a sizzle of small flames but took off, understanding it was outmatched.
Details of his little endeavor aside- he had been striping back down to shift when he heard a scream. He forced his transformation over himself despite the painful creak of bones and pull of muscles, he knew he should never rush it but did so right then. The bag slid from his shoulder as he changed- and thoughtlessly he snapped it up in his mouth before launching into the sky, snapping countless branches without caring to slow despite the sting of them wiping past his hide. He was in the air in the instant. Over the trees and descending towards the coast. The fire had drawn his eyes and nose. In an instant he was upon the nightmare rolling it into the foamy surf and the two of them scuffled down there at the base of the coast- kicking up sand. While the smaller of the two dragons he had little trouble holding his own. Only kicking back from the nightmare to flare his wings in warning and bare his teeth with a snarl. Thinking in their short struggle he had made his point clear. The nightmare hissed with a sizzle of small flames but took off, understanding it was outmatched.
Hiccup. That was who gave him the name and it was a smug thought because the poor man had the most pathetic name of the generations before him- he’d given many dragons better names than he’d ever been graced himself. But Ava wasn’t really asking and it was better he didn’t bring up her true father just yet. “Well, I will go into the village and get the extra skin your kind wear over the first.” He’d seen them stripped of it before and understood that it was not their own flesh that they were peeling away. He could get this himself so she would not be so bothered by looking at him. He didn’t like that she would rarely meet his eyes when they spoke. “You don’t have to come.” He had added thickly at her reluctance though he should have known by her expression that she was lost deep in her thoughts.
He leveled a look of impatience upon her though she couldn’t be expected to get why he was still here. He shouldn’t think she would rush into a memory so old and miraculously remember everything. Or even just him. Rather than glare any longer he turned his gaze up and away from her, quirking his lips and grumbling: “because I feel like it.”
A dragon did not need to explain one’s self.
He leveled a look of impatience upon her though she couldn’t be expected to get why he was still here. He shouldn’t think she would rush into a memory so old and miraculously remember everything. Or even just him. Rather than glare any longer he turned his gaze up and away from her, quirking his lips and grumbling: “because I feel like it.”
A dragon did not need to explain one’s self.
If at all possible- he thought he heard her stomach gurgle and a cackle of amusement vibrated from his throat in response. Leave it to Ava to wait until they were over open seas to decide she was hungry but then he couldn’t blame her, the excitement of flying with him must have dulled it up until now. And now she was trying to reason with him as if he needed so much to be convinced- he’d been hungry long before she admitted the same to it herself. Leaving the trail of lazy currents to cut his own path through the sky, he thought in all this that maybe he should be more baffled than anything because she was talking to him as though he wasn’t a mere beast. She acted so odd for someone that had grown up on THAT island. Where the Vikings chained their kind and studied them for their own sick gain. What would had become of him had he not left before that? But of course, he could have escaped at anytime so he didn’t have to think about the ifs.
Land greeted them at the end of his soft decent and he lifted his snout to the wind- tasting the air for Vikings. They smelt of metal and salt (on a good day). There was a settlement here but it was not near where they were now so as Ava played around in the kiddy pools he had taken flight once more and swooped his fill of fish from the sea. He returned in time to watch her ruin her own meal with fire, burning out the tasty juices and leaving the fish dry. This is what humans did though so he didn’t question it and instead watched her turn her meal over the flame. Once they had meant her qualification for overly dead food, she began to eat.
He was still expecting her to be distrustful and not so startlingly… open with him. As if she actually remembered they’d be close? He sat down on his rear hunches and shifted forms, leaning his hands forward against the sandy shore and smiling haphazardly at her. “That’s because you hadn’t asked nicely. My name is Blizzard.” He tipped his gaze towards the tree line and said with some consideration. “There is a human village on this island... They have shown little hostility in the past and it might be a good place for you to start your ‘exploring‘.”
Land greeted them at the end of his soft decent and he lifted his snout to the wind- tasting the air for Vikings. They smelt of metal and salt (on a good day). There was a settlement here but it was not near where they were now so as Ava played around in the kiddy pools he had taken flight once more and swooped his fill of fish from the sea. He returned in time to watch her ruin her own meal with fire, burning out the tasty juices and leaving the fish dry. This is what humans did though so he didn’t question it and instead watched her turn her meal over the flame. Once they had meant her qualification for overly dead food, she began to eat.
He was still expecting her to be distrustful and not so startlingly… open with him. As if she actually remembered they’d be close? He sat down on his rear hunches and shifted forms, leaning his hands forward against the sandy shore and smiling haphazardly at her. “That’s because you hadn’t asked nicely. My name is Blizzard.” He tipped his gaze towards the tree line and said with some consideration. “There is a human village on this island... They have shown little hostility in the past and it might be a good place for you to start your ‘exploring‘.”
bonding time for them ^^
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