Toothless considered himself to be a rather proud dragon and one of a kind to boot but he had heard stories of ancestors different than himself- that weren’t of the shadows but of the sun. As his eyes glazed over this dragoness’ scales he wondered if this was one of those legends, a living legend. His human was making careful advances but these attempts were not received well. Perhaps they were cut of the same cloth after all. He slunk closer despite the request to ‘wait’ and she whirled on him with wild eyes. He spread his wings- puffing up in warning before she lunged. The strike barely budged him. “Toothless!”

Hiccup moved towards his dragon. “Toothless stop.” Reaching for his snout and encouraging him to look towards him rather than glare this new dragon down. “Let’s… just give her some space. Okay bud?” He lead him a few steps away and when Toothless still looked tense about the matter he began scratching at his neck until his was leaning into him with a content murmur. 

(Just a quick one before I went to work)