How to Train Your Dragon: Change

Winds of Migration

 I must tell you that from now on they're will be two languages spoken. What you see that is like {this} is what was said. If anyone from Roman reads this I'm sorry for butchering your language!

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Luna recovered within two weeks. She was determined to repay Hiccup and the others for rescuing her; even though they said that she didn't have to. And she may have been given a chance. She flew into Berk with excitement. "Excuse me," she asked a villager, "Where's Hiccup?".

"There's been some trouble in the Trade Route," the male villager explained, "He left to go see what the situation is."

"Do you know when he'll be back?" Luna asked.

"Sorry lass," the villager shook his head.

"Okay...Is Astrid here?"

"She's in the Dragon Stalls," the man pointed over to the big wooden hanger that sat off to the side of the village.

"Thanks," Luna raced off towards the Stalls. She might not be able to tell Hiccup, but Astrid is the next best person. Luna and stepped down the stone stairs and entered the Stalls. "Astrid?" Luna called out.

"Over here!" Astrid waves down to Luna from a higher stall. She closed the stall she was standing in front of then traveled down the stairs to meet her friend. "What are you doing here?"

They hugged, happy to see each other. "Well, I came to tell Hiccup," Luna smiled, "but since he's away I thought that I'd tell you."

"What?"

"The Migration Winds have returned!" Luna cheered.

"Migration Winds?" the name was unfamiliar to Astrid.

"It's a rare gust of wind a bit far from here," Luna explained, "It's strong enough to carry any dragon all the way across the world! Or at least according to rumors."

"Cool," Astrid said, "But...why tell me this?"

"The Night Furies that once lived on my home used that when they migrated!" Luna practically bounced up and down, "I was wondering if Hiccup wanted to come with me and see if there were any Night Furies using it this year."

"That's all amazing and stuff," Astrid halted her excitement, "But, Hiccup is the Chief. He can't just run off anytime you want him to. He has responsibilities to take care of."

"Yeah, your right," Luna agreed, "I guess I should know that. I am suppose to be the next Chief for my tribe."

"You? Really?" Astrid found that odd, "Aren't men only allowed to be Chief? Well, except in certain situations, like with Heather."

"My culture is different," Luna reminded Astrid, "We adapted only some of the Viking culture. For my people it's the first born that inherits the throne of Chief."

"Oh," that made sense to Astrid, "But, back to this wind.."

"Right!" Luna lit up, "I was going to check it out but I didn't feel like doing it alone."

"I can come," Astrid offered, "I'm not doing anything."

"Really?" Luna smiled, "Great! Let's go!"

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An hour and a half later the two girls were flying over open ocean; the occasional sea stack here and there poked out of the surface. "Who's this guy?" Astrid asked.