Kylie p.o.v
Waking up I got dressed, heading out to wake up my dragon from her stables. However, I was not surprised to find her guarding my door, sometimes I question why spitfire even needed stables.
Grabbing a bucket of fish from the side of my hut, noticing dragon riders flying above, are they serious. "Are they this dumb to fly near a dragons hunters' campsite?" I questioned, dropping the bucket of fish, rushing to retrieve my bow and arrow. I dipped the arrow into a non-lethal liquid, which used to be dragon poison my father used.
I'm not one for killing dragons, much less hurt them, unlike my father. I was taught that dragons are creatures that did what they had to do, in order to survive, by my mother who passed when I was just 6.
Aiming my bow, sending them a warning shot, I ended up hitting the deadly Nadder, crap. Dropping my bow, I scrambled to grab my telescope from my desk, rushing to my balcony. Relief flushed over me, seeing the dragon and the rider was safe, I decided not to tell my father about this.
Seeing them fly away, I breathed a sigh of relief. Breakfast, I'm sure Spitfires hungry and so am I, if I'm being honest. This is one way to wake up.
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Viggo's Daughter
FanfictionI am in the process of editing all my published story this story as well as my others will change a bit and the grammar will be better. considering i was 15-16 when i first wrote some of these A/N the cover is not mine I added the pic of viggo,and...
