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Well thank you, that really swells my ego =p
Uh... no? I mean you could go ahead and say that her conscious mind had been forced into her subconscious. That's probably where her memories are.
Blizzard watched- unclear as to what was taking place but it seemed to be the means of a cure for Ava. Or at least his mother seemed to think so. He recognized the object, for in that brief attack he staged against the mani he had grabbed the horn and plowed the larger dragon to the ground. How hard would it have been to snap it off then? His mother nudged into him, obviously trying to push away his current thoughts with gestures of reassurance but he considered himself to be fine without it. He wanted to see Ava better so despite her efforts, he kept his gaze on the healer. This was probably why Aurora licked him like she did and in some ways it did deter him as he immediately took to swiping away the saliva.
While he was doing this the pair had left and hurried after them, nearly slipping on the ice. Valka steadied him before he could fall and he continued his run towards the chief’s house.
For a moment Hiccup thought she might begin to cry with the force she was clutching to his front but then understood that she was relieved and he felt himself tremble because he had never fully let the gravity of it hit him. Landing on that island and finding Ava as still as death after he had forbid her from going on that journey… her eyes clouded and unseeing. His insides twisted and for a moment he just held tight to his wife. Letting himself calm as well. He watched Castiel’s gestures as she affectionately stroked their daughter’s hair as if any moment she might wake from a pleasant sleep. He met her gaze and matched her smile mere moments before the healer returned.
Toothless had watched the family, resting beside the bed as the minutes ticked by. The return of his mate was not unexpected or untimely and he greeted her with a purr as she let the woman off her back. Knowing what was desired of him he approached with purpose and with measured flame heated the powder with a steady stream until it was dark and ashy - the room smelling of sweetened soot. He picked the bowl up as Aurora had and carried it over to the bed, nudging it near Ava’s nose so she would inhale the fumes.
While he was doing this the pair had left and hurried after them, nearly slipping on the ice. Valka steadied him before he could fall and he continued his run towards the chief’s house.
For a moment Hiccup thought she might begin to cry with the force she was clutching to his front but then understood that she was relieved and he felt himself tremble because he had never fully let the gravity of it hit him. Landing on that island and finding Ava as still as death after he had forbid her from going on that journey… her eyes clouded and unseeing. His insides twisted and for a moment he just held tight to his wife. Letting himself calm as well. He watched Castiel’s gestures as she affectionately stroked their daughter’s hair as if any moment she might wake from a pleasant sleep. He met her gaze and matched her smile mere moments before the healer returned.
Toothless had watched the family, resting beside the bed as the minutes ticked by. The return of his mate was not unexpected or untimely and he greeted her with a purr as she let the woman off her back. Knowing what was desired of him he approached with purpose and with measured flame heated the powder with a steady stream until it was dark and ashy - the room smelling of sweetened soot. He picked the bowl up as Aurora had and carried it over to the bed, nudging it near Ava’s nose so she would inhale the fumes.
The only reason I say that dragons would have sought nightfuries is because nightfuries are better known than Aurora's kind. Of course I think we already determined that both their fire will work ^^
Toothless was certain that the Vikings wouldn’t have a clue how to cure the moonblinked. It was possible that they had recorded several cases over the years but the end results would have been grim, after all the only way for a victim to recover from this aliment was with the aid of a nightfury or a dragon of equal fire. He knew this- and he never asked why he did. On his return it seemed that Castiel had recovered in the time he was gone. Perhaps just now, with the way she was staring at her daughter and clutching Hiccup’s arm. He’d come in just in time to hear Hiccup assure Castiel that Ava was in fact alive and they were working on finding the cure. Toothless put the horn down as his mate approached, nodding towards it with a rumble that signified that this was what they needed.
He watched her speed away as Hiccup straightened, the chair scraping against the floor. It drew his attention and he slunk over to his rider- sniffing at Ava’s prone form before nudging Hiccup. “Hey bud. Your battle was a success?” Hiccup fumbled with the straps of the saddle, the moisture binding the leather. “What was that you brought back with you?” Toothless barked and rattled his wings, causing Hiccup to hold tighter to the saddle. “The…” Hiccup bite off the rest of the words and pull the small knife from his arm guard, slicing through the leather and letting the ruined saddle slid off. “That’s why Aurora rushed off.” Toothless barked again in excitement as Hiccup collected himself taking Castiel‘s hand with both of his and squeezing tight, “Ava is going to be alright.”
The moment his mother burst into the room Blizzard jerked, eyes wide with alarm. Her appearance was sudden and without warning- her moments purposeful as she hurried to healer. “Mum,” He dropped the fat tome he’d been… skimming, in a hurry to get through it so he could actually do something useful but now she was here. Maybe it meant Ava was worse or that his father was injuried? “Is dad back?”
He watched her speed away as Hiccup straightened, the chair scraping against the floor. It drew his attention and he slunk over to his rider- sniffing at Ava’s prone form before nudging Hiccup. “Hey bud. Your battle was a success?” Hiccup fumbled with the straps of the saddle, the moisture binding the leather. “What was that you brought back with you?” Toothless barked and rattled his wings, causing Hiccup to hold tighter to the saddle. “The…” Hiccup bite off the rest of the words and pull the small knife from his arm guard, slicing through the leather and letting the ruined saddle slid off. “That’s why Aurora rushed off.” Toothless barked again in excitement as Hiccup collected himself taking Castiel‘s hand with both of his and squeezing tight, “Ava is going to be alright.”
The moment his mother burst into the room Blizzard jerked, eyes wide with alarm. Her appearance was sudden and without warning- her moments purposeful as she hurried to healer. “Mum,” He dropped the fat tome he’d been… skimming, in a hurry to get through it so he could actually do something useful but now she was here. Maybe it meant Ava was worse or that his father was injuried? “Is dad back?”
Not but a minute after the healer left, Valka burst in with a gust of the freezing cold ushering in behind her. White flurries flecked the wood floor and she immediately pulled the door shut. “The villagers are in quite the state, they are saying Ava is…” She trailed off right then, seeing said girl laying motionless on the bed. A small gasp left her and then she composed herself. Hiccup had stood back up the moment she stepped in.
“She’s not but the two had gone after the flowers and ran into a mani.” Hiccup thought if any humans in this village knew of the reclusive dragon than it would be his mother who seemed to know more of every type than he could ever hope to. “We aren’t sure how to wake her…”
Valka touched Ava’s forehead, brushing her fingers over the pale skin. “Mani? It is rare to run into such a dragon. I have only seen one once but the alpha had sent it off after it had moonblinked two hatchlings.” Hiccup knew that his mother understood some dragonese (easily more than him) from living in close quarters with their kind for many years and this was how she knew these terms without being told. “Unfortunately we were unable to cure them. I believe for several days many dragons had been searching for a nightfury. I was part of one such team but had steered them away from Berk. If only I had known…”
“It’s okay. No one could have ever imagined I was keeping a nightfury.” Hiccup assured because it had been completely outlandish. His mother had only wished to protect the dragons from a pointless battle with the Vikings. Her heart was in the right place. “This is good then, we have a nightfury.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around. “Did they say what else was needed?”
“Something from the mani.”
Blizzard had been listening with rapid attention “I am going to go help dad.” With his declaration he hadn’t made it more than a step before Hiccup grabbed him, yanking him backwards.
“Whoa! No you’re not.”
“That thing is huge.” Blizzard protested. “He can’t fight it alone!”
“He’s fought bigger dragons. The red death, the bewilder beast…” Hiccup reminded though he had been there for both cases, helping. Hashing out their strategy. Pure speed and firepower alone made Toothless a formidable foe but he always had concerns about his tailfin being damaged in battle, it was his obvious weak point. One good hit to that and Toothless could be grounded which really only put him at a disadvantage against larger dragons, any other Hiccup had seen him take claw to claw. BUT- the mani had no flame so this was a mute point. “He can handle it. What we really need is someone to help the healer search for the information in her books. It’s not really clear what is needed from the mani.”
“You can do that.” Blizzard growled. He wanted to put that dragon on its back and down it forever. As cowardly as he had been he needed to make up his short comings. He needed to face it.
“Do you want Ava to get better?” Hiccup retorted sharply, meant to be every bit as effective as a knife because he knew he did- past the foolish pride. “Go to the healer’s hut and search her study for that information. If your father hasn’t returned by the time you find it than you can go after him.”
Blizzard pulled away “fine!” And immediately stormed out. Returning but a moment later to shamefully borrow a pair of boots.
Once he was good and gone Hiccup sent Valka to assure he didn’t just fly off despite their agreement, because he knew he probably would have at that age. He nodded towards Aurora “I need to speak with the villagers if Toothless returns here first, let me know.”
Toothless had wasted no time on hellos and had made his grade entrance with the telltale whistle that had for years sent Vikings ducking in terror. His fire blasted the scales from the mani’s hide. Its eerie eyes searching the sky. Its attempt to track the faster creature’s flight disoriented it so when the next strike came it went down. Toothless circled in the sky- waiting for it to rise again. This third time he decided his anger was satisfied and shot the main horn from its head. While the mani was shrieking he divided down to grab the prize but the island’s tainted atmosphere shook him just enough that he lost track of where exactly it landed.
His guess was approximant and with obvious impatience he clawed up the weeds. Never having planned to land for more than an instant. The mani recovered, he sensed its lurch in the silence and rolled himself over, blasting it the face so it reeled back. Twisting and spreading his wings he flipped himself back onto his feet- grabbing the horn (that had dug unpleasantly at his back moments before) and launched for the sky.
This time it was his turn to howl as sharp teeth clutched his tail just short of the fins and he slammed back to the ground, sending the horn soaring. He shot fire at the creature once more, forcing his release and immediately going for its face. He scrambled at the scales and raked his short claws at its eyes but its tail was a massive whip that caught him as it thrashed- knocking him against the trees. He rolled with a grunt and dashed away between the trees on foot. The mani was too big but true to the nature of large beasts that didn’t stop it from bursting through.
Toothless bounded, scooping up the horn but the dragon knocked it away from him as it pounced. Slamming him down on his back as the horn hit the water of the sea with a faint ’plop’. It stared down at him, one eye marred with blood and Toothless filled his throat with gases and claimed it remaining eye with fire. It toppled onto its back with a massive cry and Toothless dived for the waves of the coast.
He returned to Berk some hours later, his saddle wet, ice sticking to the leather and landed outside of the chief’s house- shoving his way in with a rumble of greeting as he immediately spotted Aurora but it was clear just who he was looking for as he gazed upon Ava.
“She’s not but the two had gone after the flowers and ran into a mani.” Hiccup thought if any humans in this village knew of the reclusive dragon than it would be his mother who seemed to know more of every type than he could ever hope to. “We aren’t sure how to wake her…”
Valka touched Ava’s forehead, brushing her fingers over the pale skin. “Mani? It is rare to run into such a dragon. I have only seen one once but the alpha had sent it off after it had moonblinked two hatchlings.” Hiccup knew that his mother understood some dragonese (easily more than him) from living in close quarters with their kind for many years and this was how she knew these terms without being told. “Unfortunately we were unable to cure them. I believe for several days many dragons had been searching for a nightfury. I was part of one such team but had steered them away from Berk. If only I had known…”
“It’s okay. No one could have ever imagined I was keeping a nightfury.” Hiccup assured because it had been completely outlandish. His mother had only wished to protect the dragons from a pointless battle with the Vikings. Her heart was in the right place. “This is good then, we have a nightfury.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around. “Did they say what else was needed?”
“Something from the mani.”
Blizzard had been listening with rapid attention “I am going to go help dad.” With his declaration he hadn’t made it more than a step before Hiccup grabbed him, yanking him backwards.
“Whoa! No you’re not.”
“That thing is huge.” Blizzard protested. “He can’t fight it alone!”
“He’s fought bigger dragons. The red death, the bewilder beast…” Hiccup reminded though he had been there for both cases, helping. Hashing out their strategy. Pure speed and firepower alone made Toothless a formidable foe but he always had concerns about his tailfin being damaged in battle, it was his obvious weak point. One good hit to that and Toothless could be grounded which really only put him at a disadvantage against larger dragons, any other Hiccup had seen him take claw to claw. BUT- the mani had no flame so this was a mute point. “He can handle it. What we really need is someone to help the healer search for the information in her books. It’s not really clear what is needed from the mani.”
“You can do that.” Blizzard growled. He wanted to put that dragon on its back and down it forever. As cowardly as he had been he needed to make up his short comings. He needed to face it.
“Do you want Ava to get better?” Hiccup retorted sharply, meant to be every bit as effective as a knife because he knew he did- past the foolish pride. “Go to the healer’s hut and search her study for that information. If your father hasn’t returned by the time you find it than you can go after him.”
Blizzard pulled away “fine!” And immediately stormed out. Returning but a moment later to shamefully borrow a pair of boots.
Once he was good and gone Hiccup sent Valka to assure he didn’t just fly off despite their agreement, because he knew he probably would have at that age. He nodded towards Aurora “I need to speak with the villagers if Toothless returns here first, let me know.”
Toothless had wasted no time on hellos and had made his grade entrance with the telltale whistle that had for years sent Vikings ducking in terror. His fire blasted the scales from the mani’s hide. Its eerie eyes searching the sky. Its attempt to track the faster creature’s flight disoriented it so when the next strike came it went down. Toothless circled in the sky- waiting for it to rise again. This third time he decided his anger was satisfied and shot the main horn from its head. While the mani was shrieking he divided down to grab the prize but the island’s tainted atmosphere shook him just enough that he lost track of where exactly it landed.
His guess was approximant and with obvious impatience he clawed up the weeds. Never having planned to land for more than an instant. The mani recovered, he sensed its lurch in the silence and rolled himself over, blasting it the face so it reeled back. Twisting and spreading his wings he flipped himself back onto his feet- grabbing the horn (that had dug unpleasantly at his back moments before) and launched for the sky.
This time it was his turn to howl as sharp teeth clutched his tail just short of the fins and he slammed back to the ground, sending the horn soaring. He shot fire at the creature once more, forcing his release and immediately going for its face. He scrambled at the scales and raked his short claws at its eyes but its tail was a massive whip that caught him as it thrashed- knocking him against the trees. He rolled with a grunt and dashed away between the trees on foot. The mani was too big but true to the nature of large beasts that didn’t stop it from bursting through.
Toothless bounded, scooping up the horn but the dragon knocked it away from him as it pounced. Slamming him down on his back as the horn hit the water of the sea with a faint ’plop’. It stared down at him, one eye marred with blood and Toothless filled his throat with gases and claimed it remaining eye with fire. It toppled onto its back with a massive cry and Toothless dived for the waves of the coast.
He returned to Berk some hours later, his saddle wet, ice sticking to the leather and landed outside of the chief’s house- shoving his way in with a rumble of greeting as he immediately spotted Aurora but it was clear just who he was looking for as he gazed upon Ava.
Sort of... I'm thinking by grinding up the horn of that dragon and burning the powder with Aurora and Toothless' special grade of fire?
unfortunately that's all I have time to write. I have to go to work early in the morning.
Shock was most prominent but no one approached them as they set down in the village- a grim atmosphere hanging over those that waited up for good news. They alone headed straight for the solo house on the hill, there was no avoiding the whispers though and the glances of sympathy that followed them up the slope. Blizzard knew that none of this was directed at him but the unlucky chief who was undeserving of anymore loss. Hiccup was relived to find his wife asleep and the healer present, he had wanted her to look at Ava as soon as possible. Only the news the woman shared didn’t bring him great relief. There was no mention of any dragon like that in their book of dragons so believed that it was either very rare or tricky. Perhaps in fooled any human that came around it with that gas? It hardly mattered.
Blizzard had transformed at the mention of possible solutions and was pulling on his clothes with clumsy haste when his mother addressed him. “Yes, after I had been knocked down. The mani was over her, staring.” He stilled for a moment “Just staring.” then pulled the belt tight around his waist. “We-” He started, turning himself around before something occurred to him at the sight of Castiel. Instead he grabbed for the bag, having been thoughtless cast to the floor when they rushed in earlier. “Got the flowers. The ones in the book. You should start on the cure for the sick.”
Blizzard had transformed at the mention of possible solutions and was pulling on his clothes with clumsy haste when his mother addressed him. “Yes, after I had been knocked down. The mani was over her, staring.” He stilled for a moment “Just staring.” then pulled the belt tight around his waist. “We-” He started, turning himself around before something occurred to him at the sight of Castiel. Instead he grabbed for the bag, having been thoughtless cast to the floor when they rushed in earlier. “Got the flowers. The ones in the book. You should start on the cure for the sick.”
Toothless will handle things like a pro. The rest of them... they can head back to Berk.
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