chapter 1

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                         kylie(pov)

While I was cleaning my changewing scales, my father returned to his tent in a huff, grumbling about Hiccup Haddock and the dragon riders destroying his ships. Curious, I asked my dad what Happened.

Frustrated, he responded, "It's those dragon riders causing trouble again," before storming into his tent. Meanwhile, I continued to tend to my dragon.

    "It's getting late, let's go, Spitfire," I said as I put the sponge back in the water bucket. As I headed towards my hut, I noticed my Uncle Ryker walking by. I overheard him mutter, "I still can't believe you tamed one of those, and he let you keep it."


     "you have to admit, she does come in handy sometimes," I muttered as I climbed onto my dragon. My uncle Ryker entered my father's tent and agreed, saying, "You're right. Goodnight Kylie." I flew to the hut I had built near my father's tent and told my dragon it was time for bed.


         Before bed, I placed my dragon, Spitfire, in the stable I had built beside my hut. As I entered my hut, I removed my shoes and put on clothes made out of animal skin. 

I always made sure to use the skin of dead animals, as I didn't want to harm any living creature; fish doesn't count. 

Taming a dragon was a far better option for me than hurting it. I would like to see Hiccup, a famous dragon tamer, tame a changewing as I did. However, he did train a nightfury which is 1impressive. 

With these thoughts, I settled on my bed and drifted asleep.

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