LOCATION: New Berk.
He was on his way to the next spot until he heard Steven's words. "You have noticed that the village is kinda.. really super quiet, right?"
The words forced him to halt as a shiver went up his spine. He had noticed it was quiet - but he didn't want to think about it. For all he knew they were all busy, or huddled up or.. Or....
Hiccup suddenly bolted, leaving behind both Toothless and Steven in a rush of pure panic. What if they weren't just simply huddled up? What if the enemies had already gone through the village and they, without a chief to guide them, went peacefully - no, no, no! Gods, no! He had to check, he needed to see if there was a struggle - or maybe, just maybe, it was a prank set by the god Loki himself! He silently prayed it would have been - but as he came upon his own home, it seemed untouched. Abandoned. He scurried up the steps and, still praying to the gods and those of the nine realms, pushed the door open. There was nothing.
No sign of a struggle, no sign of any sort of life - everything was perfectly in place, which by now he knew was merely impossible - Zephyr would have touched at least one valued heirloom, but it was perfect and proper. This made him much, much
LOCATION: New Berk.
Toothless was beginning to notice the silence as well, he even recognized it as an odd thing that probably shouldn’t be happening, given the bustling village of vikings would have completely fawned over the idea of a dragon - and they’d certainly be out and about. There was a weird air around the place, like something was the same but slightly.. Off
Despite this, Toothless got to thinking about if this place was empty then.. Perhaps? He hadn’t thought of that until now. His family
. His dragons
. Were they missing too? He had to check, surely they’d be around somewhere, but.. he had already checked. There was no body of ocean near this strange place, he distinctively remembers this new Berk being completely isolated by the ocean, meaning if this place was not the same then it could mean that his home didn’t exist. After all, he awoke in the middle of New Berk to a stone telling him the rules of the ‘Crossroads’. His appendages flicked back softly as he began to pace. It was a place called the Crossroads, they were clearly not in the real New Berk and there was a way to get out. Those token things he devoured were the key out. Oh. Yeah, those tokens.
Toothless began to retch up the tokens, just as a safety precaution lest he digest and lose them entirely. It was going to be fine. He could go home, and this would be like a little adventure! Just him and Hiccup, like the old times.
Looking towards Steven, who seemed somewhat stunned for good reason - he gave a coo of sorts, showing him he wasn’t that mad at him. Not anymore, at least, but he licked up the tokens opting to keep them in his mouth, before gesturing for him to follow on as he made his way to the chieftain’s house. As he got there though, Hiccup seemed to be making his way out. He seemed.. Saddened. Worried, dejected in a way. As he flattened his appendages and gave a small tilt of his head he went to greet him as he made his way down the steps to his home - only to be treated with a small, absent minded head pat and a swallowing of a man’s sadness, with a clear display of Hiccup pretending to be alright - but through his years of knowing the man, he could tell when he wasn’t
okay, not one bit.
Toothless looked back at Steven, then gestured his head towards Hiccup, giving him an expectant look as if to say ‘Hey, you wanna tell him what’s going on?’.