"Well, she says good news is your claw marks and scars will heal easily." Gobber said.
We flew to Berk to see Gothi (our healer, but she doesn't have the healers gentle touch) She was taking a look at my beat up body.
"That's a relief." I said.
"Gothi do you know what kind of dragon made that bite mark?" Astrid asked.
"A giant stinging scorpion?" Tuffnut suggested.
"Tuff! Scorpions don't bite!" Fishlegs said.
"No, but they do sting like crazy. I remember when I was little I got stung by a scorpion and man did it sting." Tuffnut said.
"It's a dragon bite moron!" Snotlout said.
Tuffnut closed his mouth. Gothi began to speak again.
"She says she's never kissed the bite before. Kissed?" Gobber said.
It wasn't what Gothi said because she hit him with her staff; hard.
"Ouch! Seen. Sorry." Gobber said.
"Any other ideas?" Heather asked.
I wasn't feeling to good. I felt hot and thirsty. I coughed a little.
"Can I have some water?" I asked.
"I'll get you some." Fishlegs said.
"Hiccup, are you okay? You're sweating." Heather said.
"Just really hot and thirsty." I replied.
"Interesting. That's two Lycanwing symptoms. Extreme thirst and heat sensitivity." Gobber said.
We all looked at him.
"Okay, my bad. Just messing around." Gobber replied.
"Didn't we already establish Lycanwings are not real?" Astrid asked.
"I don't know did we?" Snotlout asked.
"Yeah, how could you forget that episode where you got all those bites?" Tuffnut asked.
Fishlegs gave me the cup of water and I chugged it fast. My body did feel better after that. Unfortunately my skin was still burning. Toothless saw me in distress so he shielded me from the burning sun with his wing.
"Thanks bud." I said scratching his ear.
He growled happily.
"You've got a point. The sun is blazing." Ruffnut said.
"Quiet. Gothi is still talking." Heather said.
"She says that you just need a herbal drink." Gobber told me.
Gothi walked to her table where she has all her healers toys. She mixed some herbs and some other liquids and gave it to me in a cup. I drank it without question.
"Look Stoicks coming." Fishlegs said.
Oh-no. What was I in for now?
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Curse of the Lycanwing
FantasyI thought they were only a myth, but I was wrong. I became cursed. I needed a cure.