Hiccup and I trotted home, happy to be together. The fellow who had forced my lungs to work again Hiccup called Trader Johann, and he deemed me a jaguar (imagine that! A jaguar cub, just like my Mama told me when I was born!) and gave me a small fish he called a sardine for scaring me so bad.
"I'm glad you're alright, Tiger," Hiccup said to me as we walked. He bent over while walking and wobbled my ears with his hand. I purred appreciatively before a slight roaring reached my sensitive ears. I paused and glanced over my shoulder toward the direction the dragons usually came from. A cloud of bodies was coming in the growing twilight heading toward Berk. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together and realize that the cloud was a mass of dragons coming. I roared in warning, and Hiccup turned to look at me. He followed my gaze out to sea and gasped. "DRAGONS! COMING IN FROM THE SOUTH-EAST!"
"Man the catapults! We won't let the brutes get away this time!" Stoick bellowed when he heard Hiccup's cry and looked in the direction we were both staring. "We'll get the sheep and other farm animals into the forest. There's a safe place there for them to hide. Hiccup, you go with Gobber and help him in the shop. Tiger, I need you to protect the livestock. I'll send someone with you. ASTRID!"
"Yeah, Chief?" she said approaching us at a gentle lope.
"Go with Tiger and protect the livestock. There's dragons coming in from the Southeast tonight,"ordered he.
"Right!" she trilled. We followed the massive wall of sheep as they were herded into the forest and toward the safer part of the island: a small mountain pass the dragons seemed to always miss.
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First Friends
FanficWe all know the story of Hiccup and Toothless. But what if Hiccup had another pet before Toothless?
