The Dragon Quest; by KaliAnn

2. The Isle of Whisper Timber

By KaliAnn

It had been about a week since the group left Berk and in that time they had mapped out a small part of the archipelago. The new islands they had come across were small with different plants and animals. Many the group had seen before, but once and awhile they come across a new species of bird or flower. Ula was very strict in how they approached the animals and handled the new plants. She wanted to make sure that no one got hurt. They took samples and drew images of everything they saw. It had been a pretty good adventure so far however they had yet to encounter any dragon packs or find valuable resources to take back to Berk.

At the moment the group was flying across the waters heading for a new island in the distance. They had just finished mapping a small island, more like a small rock, and wanted to get to the next island by nightfall. The group was flying diamond formation for extra protection. As they flew they would take turns swapping positions so each dragon could get a chance to rest on the air flow from the others.

"Well this has been fun hasn't it guys? Who knew there were so many islands that haven't been explored? This map is coming out nicely don't you think bud?"

"I'll take your word for it. Dragons have no need for maps. We remember migrational paths from landmarks and our natural instincts. We never get lost," Toothless responded.

"If that's true then why are we out here searching for your pack?"

"Snotlout don't be mean."

"Come on I'm just making a point. As much as I'm enjoying this trip I'm getting bored. You promised there would be excitement, danger, and especially treasure. Well I haven't had any of that so far on this trip. When are the good times going to start?"

"We're with Snotlout. As fun as it has been gather plants and drawing birds we want to find some new dragons to battle with!" Tuffnut shouted over the roar of the ocean.

"At the very least I would love to have a wild animal attack during the night. It would be so cool to blow up our campsite then have to rebuild it," Ruffnut added.

"Well I'm enjoying this trip so far. These flowers we come across are really cool. Not only do they have a lovely scent to hide our body ordure, the nectar can be used to add flavor to our frozen boar meat. I hope we find more of them to take back to Berk. I'm sure the rest of the villagers would enjoy new flavors for their food."

"I like these feathers we found. They'll make a comfortable blanket once they've been washed and sewn into the cloth. Who knew feathers could be so comfortable to wear?"

"Yes flowers and feathers are nice. But I want a challenge! None of the predators on the islands we've investigated so far have offered a challenge! The wolves turned tail the minute I set myself on fire and the whales were scared off by my roar. How am I suppose to be an alpha if no one puts up a good fight?" Hookfang whined. The Nightmare had been bitter for the last two days whining all the way.

"Do you ever stop whining Hookfang? I swear you spend more time whining then I do preening and that's saying something. This quest has only just begun. I'm sure as we continue to explore the islands around here we'll find someone for you to fight. Maybe they'll even trounce you so we can stop listening to your whining. Hey stop that! Oh you are just asking for it!" Stormfly growled as the two dragons started attacking each other. Their riders tried to calm them down, but they weren't listening.

Belch and Barf saw the fighting and decided to put an end to it. Releasing the gas they blinded the two fighters before blowing them up. The resulting explosion left both dragons covered in soot and grime. The Zippleback laughed at the sight of seeing the bigger dragons trying to shake off the soot which refused to come off.