Sigrid The Relentless - How to Train your Dragon

19. Attack on Dragon's Edge

Honestly, it'd been a pretty wild yet unsatisfying couple of weeks for Sigrid. She'd gotten plenty of letters from her brother... after he and the other riders had already been through the aftermath of troublemaking. It was really irking to hear: "Oh hey Sig, yeah we could've really used you on this mission. But don't worry, that already happened last week!"

Like, Thor, did she have any use at this point?

Sure, it was slightly concerning that she spend every waking moment trying to be 'of use' to someone. Whether that be her father, her brother or literally any other Hooligan alive. But hey, gotta give some to get some, right? Sigrid wasn't really sure what that meant, but she lived by it. So, when the redheaded Hooligan got a terror mail from Dragon's Edge, Sigrid was on her way. 

Dragon's Edge is being attacked.

 Hiccup, Fishlegs and Snotlout are out on a mission. Ruffnut is missing. 

Sigrid, we need your help. 

-Astrid

That short letter was more than enough for the redhead to drag Skullcrusher from his den and dart for Dragon's Edge, adrenaline running through her veins as she ignored her father's calls. He'd see the letter knife-pinned to the dinner table soon enough, and just like last time, he'd understand.

There was no time to waste, or else they'd risk losing not only the island, but a group of vikings Sigrid deeply cared about. She left Berk during when the moon was shining, but when she finally neared Dragon's Edge, the sun had already begun to rise. 

She just hoped that Astrid and Tuffnut were okay.

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It didn't take long for Sigrid to spot them, or one of them at least. Tuffnut was hanging from a big green- and smaller white - balloon, slowly floating up into the sky, and it seemed that Astrid wasn't very keen on helping him. The male half of the Thorston duo seemed relieved to see the redhead approach, and called out to her for help.

"Sigrid, am I glad to see you!" Tuffnut smiled, before glancing down towards the distancing ground nervously. "Could you, perhaps, help bring me down to earth?"

The woman chuckled, but wasted no time in pulling him down to the mast, with Skullcrusher's help. 

"So, what's the plan?" Sigrid asked after they'd joined Astrid on the ground.

The approaching ships were clear, even far in the distance. It was obvious that the time to strike would be sooner, rather than later. 

"For you to kick some Dragon Hunters' butts." Astrid pointed out.

The blonde was just a little apprehensive about bossing the older redhead around. A problem she notably didn't have with Tuffnut. 

Sigrid shrugged, a faux-thoughtful expression on her freckled face. "I think I can manage that."

For now, it was Tuffnut's job to shoot as many high-impact spears from Astrid's bolista as he could. And to give him credit, he was very good at following her orders, and seemed to be really enjoying himself with every shot he took. 

"Yes! Who kicks Dragon Hunter butt? Tuffnut kicks Dragon Hunter butt." He cheered himself on. 

"Way to go, Tuff!" Sigrid encouraged the young viking.

Tuffnut gave a wide grin in return, before Astrid flew up with Stormfly to point them back towards the action. 

"Let's not start kissing our own butts yet-"