Staraster-A How To Train Your Dragon Fanfiction

Chapter 8~Luminescent Discoveries

~Arrow's POV~
Kat gasped and clutched my arm. "What was that?!" she yelped. I watched Toothless growl in alarm. He dove out of the way, giving a perfect opening for the freak of nature to steal the black sheep. The dragon dropped it into the basket and Kyrra cheered.
She stood up on the beast and whooped, waving at us. Kat tugged on my arm. "Did you hear me?" she demanded. "Obviously if I knew I would answer you!" I snapped. She let go, hurt. Kyrra swooped over the crowd, sticking down her arm and giving high fives.
I watched Toothless land on the starting line, and Hiccup remove his mask, shocked. "What is that thing," I muttered with jealousy. My friend landed next to us, grinning wildly. "Wasn't that awesome?!" she exclaimed. "Fantastic," I said quietly, annoyed. Kat hugged Kyrra, who looked annoyed at the fact I was ignoring her and her dragon. "Can I have my knife?" she asked flatly, narrowing her eyes. "How did Staraster do that?!" Kat questioned, her eyes wide, ignoring Kyrra's statement.
I handed Kyrra her knife without meeting her eyes. I instead gazed at the bracelet Melina had given me a couple days ago. "I-I don't know," Kyrra said, puzzled. "I have an idea though. Come."
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"Evolution," Kyrra explained when we were all seated at her table in her house, or, Mel's house. "What?" I asked. "I think that Woolly Howl's have adapted!" she said excitedly. "I believe that their firepower has been weak for so long that over hundreds of years they developed another weapon, one they could really use."
"Arrow?" she asked, waving her hands in my face. "Are you listening?"
"Of course," I said sarcastically. Kyrra frowned at me before continuing. "There is also, of course, the option that Staraster is not a purebred Woolly Howl. Her mane started glowing a dark blue before she fired. This could just be the adaptation thing...or it could be something else."
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After the evolution discussion, I went to find Mel. This morning had been too close, and now that Kyrra had a plasma blasting, ice breathing, freak of nature demon spawn, we wouldn't be able to hang out just anywhere anymore.
I leaned back on Bonecrusher's sturdy back, enjoying the smooth, relaxing flight. "You'll always be my favorite, boy," I said softly. He perked up and his tail viciously thwacked the air.
Where could Melina be? Berk wasn't exactly an enormous place. I sat up and gripped my dragon's horns. My gaze fell again onto the bracelet, which was zig-zagged black and white and woven by Mel herself.
It struck me quickly. We would find Melina the same way we had found Kyrra. "Bonecrusher-hunt!" I commanded, holding out the bracelet to his nose.
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I slid off Bonecrusher easily, carefully eyeing my girlfriend. She was staring out at sea, and did not turn as I approached. We were at her favorite spot, a high ledge hanging off the smaller of Berk's two mountains. I never did figure out how she had gotten up there.
"Hey, Mel," I said quietly, retying the bracelet.
"Hey."
"What are you doing up here? Why didn't you come to the race? When I came back into my house, you were gone, and I've been looking for you all morning."
Mel gazed at me, then suddenly yanked me down next to her. She kissed me lightly. "It's so hard, not having a dragon," she began. "I know that, Mel. I remember what it was like."
"No, this is different. Now that Kyrra has a dragon, it's worse. I've never been so alone."
I hugged her, holding her close. "You aren't alone," I whispered. "What about me?" Melina leaned her head on my shoulder, gazing out at the sunset. I dropped it for now. "If you do get a dragon, which I know you will, what kind will it be?" I asked gently.
"Arvindal's Fire is tomorrow night," Mel said carefully. "I can see the green of the northern lights now." She turned to face me, slyly smirking.
"You don't mean-"
"Yes, Arrow. I'm going to train the Flightmare."