Curse of the Lycanwing

20

"Why would you do this to me?!" I yelled. 

"You should thank me. Being a Lycanwing is a gift." He said.

"A gift?! Seriously?! It is nothing but a curse!!" I yelled. 

"Hah, you only chose to believe that. I've been a Lycanwing for longer." He said. 

He smiled at me. I don't know why I should trust him. 

"Look. Clearly you don't believe me. I can teach you how to turn your curse into a blessing." He offered. 

"Who are you?" I asked. 

"My name is Ragnar." Ragnar said. 

I still was hesitant about trusting him. However he may know how to control the curse. 

"Come with me and I can show you all." Ragnar smiled. 

I don't know what I should do. Should I trust him? Ragnar was the one who caused this trouble for me. 

"I'll need to think about it." I said. 

"Of course. Though, I suggest you think fast. The full moon is coming." Ragnar said walking away.

I sat back down on the river bed. Toothless comforted me. 

"I don't know Toothless. Should I trust him?" I asked.

Toothless growled as if to say no definitely don't.

I heard the flapping wings of a Gronckle, more specifically Meatlug. Meatlug landed near us.

"Fishlegs didn't I tell you I'm dangerous?" I asked. 

"You are dangerous, but not to me. Your my best friend." Fishlegs said. 

"What am I gonna do? How can I break the curse?" I asked. 

"We'll figure it out together. We should probably get back." Fishlegs said. 

Somehow, he always knows what to say. 

"Okay. I'm coming." I said.