Chapter Eight - The Dragon Edge

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I was in my hut when Asger appeared... with Gustav hot on his heals. I cussed, before huffing and standing up. Looking at the two males, reaching up I pushed my braid off of my shoulder as I examined Gustav. Soon the other joined us. I just huffed, letting the boy grab the dragon eye. I watched him move about and knock everything that I own off my walls. Then he said he was moving here. Yeah uh, no. In the end I asked Asher to watch him.

A few minutes later, or was it hours? I looked out to the sky, a brow raising, my head tilting. Had I really been that destructed while examining the Dragon Eye? Nope, it really had been only minutes. I sighed then looked at Gustav. Then silently I pointed to a corner in my hut, then at some books. "Read them." Was all o said before walking out. "I'll be right back."

Mere seconds later I had returned with some food for both the boy and his dragon... only to realize they were gone. I growled and looked over at Galdr and climbed into his back. I saved Gustav's ass, I glared at him, then I looked to his dragon. Before huffing and jerking my head back, telling him to follow.

The next day I ended up having to meet Dagur. Only to be 'betrayed' by the brut. Only to get Dagur caught in a trap. Which brought me to now. Me standing, leading on SharpStorm with Galdr and Malina with me. I scolded the boy, but still found the chest and brought him back to the edge. I may have put may have not teased my friends by saying we should tell Gustov of hood indirect help.






























FireWorms, great, my eyes flashed from Asger, to Fishlegs, then to Snotlout, and finally to the twins as they arrived, and told us of what we found out to be a claim stone. We were so fitting screwed.

I glared as SharpStorm and I flew through the air. Leading the NightTerrors away from the island, and with the Fireworm. Which meant saving the island. Of course I made sure the twins knew that the island was all of ours though.





















I side stepped weapon after weapon, then I stared at my father walked away. Sighing, then listening to one of the many villagers before huffing, and walking after my father. My lips pushed, ThorNado, he missed ThorNado. Though the moment I finally approached my dad I was engulfed in a hug. That meant that he missed his dragon, his missing dragon.

Once I returned to the edge I stared at the scene I stumbled on. Then we continued the hunt. By the end of the fiasco, we stopped a big old wave, befriended the dragon we had once been hunting, while also getting my dad got a new dragon, a RumpleHorn now named SkullCrusher. Which I count as a win, because well it was one.

















































































Catastrophic Quaken a new dragon we discovered. Which I was currently glaring one. My eyes glanced back at Fishlegs. Then huffing I looked forward. Thank the gods he was okay. I need help. My head flew to the dragon. Please, my mate.
"Where..." I proceeded to free the second one, then I tamed it.





























































I looked at my father then the twins. My lips pursing, there was a rogue drain rider. I stared at the dragons. Reading it as Fishlegs read it out loud for the others. I looked at SharpStorm, that's what he was part of.

I sat on SharpStorm's back as we glided through the air, just us, and Ardon who rested on my shoulder's. Which brought me to now, staring at Heeth.




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