HTTYD RP: Dragonwings (Always Accepting)

[AgentWashingtub]

"Yeah, it's not hard to find an angry Sierra," Ika joked.

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Striker chuckled "Not all that hard." He trotted into the clearing and cast a weary glance at Sierra facing off a Typhoonerang. He careful made his way around to Sierra and kept looking to make sure Ika was with him. "What should we do?" He whispered to Ika and stood by Sierra.

Sierra watched Striker and Ika come through the foliage out of the corner of her eye, but never moved her glare from the larger dragon. 'I mean you no harm.' She spoke slowly and uncertainly.

[AgentWashingtub]

"You're still stiff, I'll handle this," Ika said. She walked over to Sierra, secretly hoping for a chance to impress Striker. I HANDLE THIS, she scratched for Sierra, and faced the Typhoomerang. "Greetings, Typhoomerang," she said politely. "I am Ika, whose Dragonwing is Jay. May I inquire your business with this human?"

[Moonlitstars]

Max nodded, "good." He looked around awkwardly. "You know what I never got- why it's always so dark in here." He meandered to one of the fire pits that was the major light source for the hall.

[AgentWashingtub]

"Me neither, a few skylights would do wonders for the place. We showed Gobber how to make glass a while ago," Kiyana offered.

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Striker grinned at her bravery and nodded, he wouldn't be able to do much still being stiff.

Sierra nodded to Ika and back up a couple paces. Watching the Typhoomerang looked at the Nightfury curiously. It had glared at her with a hiss and then spoke too quickly for her to tranlate. 'She's in my territory' was what he had said though.

[AgentWashingtub]

"I apologize, she is human and does not know how to recognize territory markings. I will ask her to leave at once," Ika said. She then turned to Sierra, scratching. HIS TERRITORY YOU NEED LEAVE

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Sierra jumped at Ika's words and nodded quickly. She gave a pointed looked at Striker and made off toward the coast. She pushed bushes and things from her way, only not as carelessly this time while making her way toward the beach.

Striker followed Sierra seriously and looked over his shoulder to make sure Ika was following after the Typhoomerang had grunted and nodded to Ika.

[AgentWashingtub]

Ika followed, smiling. "What did you think?" She asked Striker.

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"Very good." He smiled and gently shoved her with his shoulder while trailing after Sierra. "I think she's still fuming." He cackled.

Sierra grunted "I heard that you doofous." She kept pushing shrubbery from her path. Walking out of the woods and proceeding to the beach she sighed and plopped down in the sand and started removing her boots.