Flight of the Night (How To Train Your Dragon Fanfiction)

Wolf Blood Flows

Stormchaser followed Storm Wind as fast as she could. The smell of blood hit her immediately as soon as she neared their camp. She pushed herself in and saw Storm Wind dart toward a she-wolf who laid on the ground, blood oozing from everywhere on her body. Her eyes were closed and blood even dripped from them.

"Twilight Night," whimpered Storm Wind as he darted toward her and shoved his nose into her neck, trying to find her pulse. When he didn't he took a step back and shook the blood from his nose. "No Twilight Night!"

He suddenly looked over her back to her stomach and saw a small gray and black flecked pup pressed against her mother's stomach. Storm Wind let out a moan of grief as he stared at the once gray and black flecked furball nestled at her mother's stomach.

"That's Fern," breathed Dark Night as he skidded to a halt at his brother's side. "And Twilight Night. I'm so sorry!"

Storm Wind lowered his head with tears showing in his eyes. He lowered his head down and pressed it against his mate's soaked pelt with blood. He liked some of the blood from his mate's eyes and muzzle and a moan rose up.

Murmurs of sympathy rose up and Stormchaser felt her heart ache. She had let Iceshard go and he had turned around and killed a mother and her pup of the North Star Pack.

"What happened," asked Russet Feather as she looked around madly.

A black she-wolf with long fur, clumped with blood limped from the nursery. "That wretched dragon attack," she spat as four pups pressed against her, their eyes wild in terror.

"We should have killed him when we had the chance," muttered Badger Mask as his claws worked on the ground.

Pebble Skip darted forward and pressed his nose against his mate's cheek affectionately. "Are you alright Dragon Tears?"

Dragon Tears looked at her paws. "It takes more than that to take me down," she murmured as she puffed out her chest in pride. She turned her head and looked at Twilight Night. "She fought until her last breath to protect Fern. However he fought dirty, without honor."

Storm Wind pressed down and tried to groom his mate's pelt. "Please come back to me," he begged hollowly.

"What's wrong with Maba," asked Wind as he shivered against Dragon Tears. "Why isn't she getting up."

Dragon Tears opened her mouth to say something but Stormchaser padded forward and looked to Wind. "I'll tell him," she offered gently. "It is my fault after all."

Storm Wind bolted upward and bared his teeth in a snarl. "Stay away from my son!"

"It's my fault," snapped Stormchaser as she flicked her tail. "Besides I'll be more gentle than you will be."

Storm Wind looked like he wanted to argue but instead he sighed heavily. "Fine! Just get out of here!"

Stormchaser nodded and padded over to Wind. "Come with me Wind." When Wind held back she smiled warmly, her teeth showing. "I promise I won't hurt you. I have some things to tell you about er your Maba."

Wind brightened a bit and padded after Stormchaser. Stormchaser placed her body in front of Twilight Night so that Wind couldn't see his mother. She led him to a small bracken overhang and sat down, looking down on the young wolf.

"What happened to Maba," he asked as he looked around madly and she lifted her tail to block his vision.

"She's gone on a trip," Stormchaser explained as she stretched out a paw and motioned it toward the sky. "She's taken a trip to the stars."

"To the stars," pipped up Wind as his ears flicked upward. "Wow! When is she coming back?"

Stormchaser shook her head gravely. "She's not little one," breathed Stormchaser as she licked Wind between the ears. "I'm sorry."