Her pale, trembling hand moved upward, cutting through the air, as if being the boat, cutting through the stormy ocean, until reaching the target, gradually landing on the turquoise scales of the dragonish snout.
The darkness swept over the entire place, flanked by the rock, frigid walls, like inside a cage which the spot precisely was, the only source of light being the glistening moon, leaking from beyond the gaps of the repealed entrance. If one had glimpsed around, they'd have probably detected the stains of blood by the loose chains, occasionally maybe the dust and muck on the footing, however, their attention would've quickly shifted to the dragon at the center, certainly.
At that point, the Nadder, being the one that Hiccup treated once, was nothing but calm whilst standing ahead of the two women, her limbs freed from the tethering, her posture leaned, truthful towards the visitors. In the meanwhile, the mentioned women just stayed still, one of them - Hiccup, precisely - standing rather at the rear, glancing her eyes from the female and back to the other, whereas that other - Astrid - maintained her eyes at where her hand was.
Hence, she'd stared at the scaled, blueish skin, matching the tint of her orbs, her palm relaxing underneath the sense of the even breath, which tickled her nerves and untangled the invisible strings that squeezed her soul. Ultimately, having the mental strength to, Astird gazed at Hiccup, her face swathed by overwhelming emotions, whereas the other just grinned at her, herself satisfying the dragonness by scratching her neck as she asked.
"So, how does it feel like?"
"Honestly," Astrid started, a weak smile sneaking onto her face, "pretty fuckin' amazin'."
"Yeah, I know the feelin'," Hiccup replied, then, after a shorter while, handed Astrid the salmon, which she'd collected from the bucket by her thigh. "Now, feed 'er some more. She must be hungry, still."
Afterward, Astrid accepted the fish, yet peeked at Hiccup, and asked, "How'd ya know?" knotting her brows in puzzlement.
Not right away had Hiccup answered, but stared at the Nadder, for a while more, beaming compassionately, before stating, "Just a hunch," and then, backed away, leaving the two on their own.
Subsequently, using her stance, Astrid shifted her entire attention to the female, who purred, when being fed, and also, when the woman caressed the scales up her head whilst she'd snuggled to her palm, pleased. Accordingly, Astrid just couldn't withstand the amount of adoration she'd been receiving - she'd grinned, the brightest her lips allowed her to, all the more, as the dragonness coiled on the soil around her, trustfully.
Undergoing the Nadder's perceptible plea, Astrid seated herself in the created circle, her arm, as if naturally, leaning itself at the female's spikes atop her head, whereas the dragonness permitted on that, closed her eyes when resting, comfortably. At last then, the woman gazed forward, her back glued to the creature's stomach, and so, her eyes landed on Hiccup, who counted the fish inside her bucket while sitting by the wall across from her.
"Now then, the reason, why they're really spoilin' our lives, isn't because they're homicidal beasts," Astrid started, obtaining Hiccup's focus as she stared at her, centered, "but because they're forced to that, by that queen of the sort?"
"In essence, yes," Hiccup verified, inhaling deeply. "The only way, so that 'd end, would be if we've killed the tyrant herself."
"Ye've got any idea, how to do that?" Astrid asked, the slight hope crossing her face, shortly. "Ye've got some plan?"
"Astrid, if I've known a way that could've ended this war, I'd to it," Hiccup admitted, then glanced back to her bucket, smirking. "But, if ye've got an idea, tell."
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Fanfiction"You want to get rid of this?" he exclaimed, pointing at himself, in a gesture of meaning the curse, but also himself, generally. "If so, then we must work together for that." "To work together, there must be, at least, some trust," she noted, fixin...
