chapter 1

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                      Kylie p.o.v

    Cleaning my changewing scales, my father stormed pass heading to his tent grumbling about Hiccup Haddock, the dragon trainer and the dragon riders, again. Lately that's all he seems to complain about, honestly, it's making me rather curious about this dragon trainer and the dragon riders.

"Dragon riders pissing you off again?" I asked, throwing the cleaning sponge back into the bucket. No response, all he did was storm off to his tent, so much for a father/daughter talk.

     "It's getting late, lets head back spitfire," I said, mounting spitfire, I noticed my Uncle Ryker heading to my father's tent. Glancing over mu direction, "Can't believe your father actually let you keep that dragon," He muttered. "Goodnight, kylie," he said to me, entering my fathers' tent. Not like he had a choice, I can be a very stubborn when I choose to be, I wouldn't take no for an answer.

    I flew to my hut, which I had built near the campsite and far enough away from my father's tent. I rather not be in the same dragon hunting camp as my father, we don't exactly see eye to eye, not since mom died.

      I lead spitfire to their stable to rest for the night, heading to bed myself. Changing into something comfy, getting some rest myself. Although, I got to give the infamous dragon trainer, Hiccup Haddock some credit, taming a night fury quite impressive. Settling in for the night, I fell asleep. 

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