![]() The young man chuckled at that as he hooked his staff onto an offered claw of the Stormcutter's wing and slid down it and landed softly on the ground in a crouch. I means it's not everyday you find out your son is some crazy, feral, vigilante, dragon boy." "You ?" Hiccup spoke out in slightly broken Norse. "You've been rescuing them" Valka gasped as she observed a nearby Nadder with scars running down its back and stomach. "This is where you've been these past fifteen years?" Stoick asked The Night Fury was on the Stormcutter's back, holding onto its spines while the boy, Hiccup, was on the black dragon looking down on them. The orange brown Stromcutter was hanging upside down from a rough rock face that was joined to the ice roof, it rotated its head around to get a better look at the group of Vikings an gave them a smile. The clearing of a throat caught their attention they looked up and gasped in surprise. Never before, and the Vikings seen such a beautiful area that was inhabited by dragons. The sight was a magnificent one to behold. The three Vikings stood on a big rock ledge where a group of baby Gronkles played with each other to the side. Dragons of every species and some they did not know of resided in the ice structure. What really caught their attention was the dragons that flew or nested in this paradise. Plants of vines, moss and flowers creeped up on the rocks and supports. "What have you been doing? We all thought you were dead! Everyone thinks your were eaten by." she trailed off as she stepped out of the exit of the tunnel into a bright light that led into a gigantic cavern with rock formations tilted at an angle, supporting an ice roof overhead. Stoick and Gobber caught up to her and helped her up the pillar, as she continued to bombard the boy with questions. "I have questions" Valka called out "Where have you been all these years?" She grunted as she tried to grip onto the top edge of the stone to hoist herself up, but without success she kept slipping down. Hurry." he ushered before disappearing into the tunnel. Instead he stepped up onto a pillar at a diagonal angle leading to another and higher tunnel. "You're my son!" she exclaimed "Do you grasp how delusional it sounds?" The Viking woman huffed as she continued to pursue her long lost son who she, and all of Berk, thought dead. He was jumping from one fallen pillar to another as he ran ahead of the three Vikings along with his black dragon the Night Fury. He had removed his mask and tied it to the red sash around his waist, revealing a face of slightly pale skin littered with faint freckles, big emerald eyes and a strong chin build. Soon after discovering that the strange boy was her son, he took off into a dimly lit tunnel using his staff as leverage to leap and run through it with ease, stopping every once in a while to gesture to them to hurry. Valka climbed over hexagonal pillars as she, her husband and Gobber ran after the young dragon boy.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |