troubles arise [httyd] ⊰ open

[lacke]

Ｆｒｅｙ Ｅｒｉｋｋｓｏｎ

clan: berk
rank: second in command
crush: a little on iona
doing: hanging around
feeling: tired
tags: open

Frey wasn't one to hang around the whole crowd of berk, yet he basically had to due to his position within the tribe of vikings. In his spare time, when he had nothing to do, he would often hang around the edge of the island, and of course, that is what he was doing now. He and Ohen, his trusty nightfury, were laying outside of the smaller village, enjoying the early morning view of the sea. Ohen was lightly dozing and Frey was leaning lightly against the side of his dragon, knowing he wouldn't mind. Frey would occasionally glance behind him towards the village, incase something was going on, but nothing ever really went on. Perhaps he could tell the warriors to train a bit more, both on the air and in the ground, since the new threat of some dragon slayers reached the island. Yet, he didn't want to be too harsh on the people, and due to his indecisiveness, he put his head back against Ohen and groaned to himself, rubbing at his face.

[canada]

riker sighed again. she had to get back to her clan. she nodded to kian, and he got up. he quickly made way into the clan, but stopped when frey was in his way. riker glanced down and smirked. of course frey would be here. she pat her massive dragon's cheek, and he lowered her slowly. when she was about a foot away from the ground, riker gracefully leapt off of kian's horn. "Well hello, Frey. And Ohen." she said calmly. riker was very good at masking her emotions. she glanced over at ohen, and snapped her fingers. kian lowered himself to the ground with a loud thump, and stared at ohen. riker made her way towards frey, and traced her hand on the top of ohen's head. riker knew almost everything about dragons. she knew how to control them, mainly. she sat down infront of frey, crosslegged. she then let her emotions show. riker looked tired -- extremely tired. she sighed almost inaudibally. "How did everything go?" she asked nonchalantly, tapping her fingers on the hard, dry ground. kian shifted from behind her, and the ground rumbled in response.

[elfish]

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the wild storm

rank berk's scout
doing flying loki
mood disappointed
crush none yet
tags open

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iona liked this. the feeling of the wind through her hair medium-length brown hair.
the rapid beating of her heart whenever she flew with loki. the feeling of being free.
she never wanted to land! oh, why couldn't she have been a dragon? sure, they're often
hunted for sport and whatnot, but for now, iona could forget all of that as she flew
with her trusted deadly nadder.

"faster," she urged her dragon. she pressed her body against his back and held tightly
onto his reins. loki made a small noise of agreement and he gave one cool, sharp flap
of his wings. and just like that, he shot off. the wind roared throughout iona's mind
and disrupted her thoughts, but she liked it this way. "you can do better than this!" she
encouraged loki. her dragon snorted in agreement and flew even faster - to his limits.
he performed several spins and twists - all made possible due to his agility, and iona
had no difficulties staying on.

she knew she had to return. even iona, the wild scout, could not disobey orders all
the time. after all, she didn't want riker on her back (what a nightmare!). she frowned
ed as loki slowed and gently turned back towards berk's direction. even loki seemed dis
appointed. "maybe tonight, buddy," she comforted the nadder. and with a gentle jab of
her foot, loki turned and flew back towards berk.

[strawberry smoke]

Kaede Swift
Sitting on Allomere's back, I flattened myself against his neck to reduce our air resistance. With his large, black wings flapping hard, we picked up speed with each stroke, skirting around the edge of the island. Whipping around a corner, Allomere lurched upwards, barely avoiding a stone outcropping. "Come on," I muttered as we picked up speed, the wind nipping at my face, "just a little more." The Night Fury pushed even faster, folding his wings to his body and dipping his nose down, sending us spiraling in towards the ocean.

[lacke]

Ｆｒｅｙ Ｅｒｉｋｋｓｏｎ

clan: berk
rank: second in command
crush: a little on iona
doing: hanging around
feeling: tired
tags: riker

Frey was a bit surprised when Riker came and sat infront of him. He blinked a few times, noting how tired she looked. He was going to comment on it, but she spoke first. He tilted his head slightly at her question. "How did what go?" he asked, before glancing at the giant bewilderbeast behind the chief. He held back a yawn, before looking back at Riker. Ohen stirred behind him, making a noise and lifting his head to look at Riker, then at kian, before looking at the two riders infront of him. Frey pat his head once or twice, before glancing back at Riker.

[canada]

riker rolled her eyes. "Uh, I was gone for about six hours. How did the village do?" she replied, then noticed iona flying into the village. why was she gone? riker nodded to kian and he took off almost immediately, barring iona's way. he let out a monstorous roar, loud enough to shatter one's eardrums. kian menacingly glared at the deadly nadder. he was just telling them that riker needed to talk to them. riker got up. she glanced at frey, grimacing slightly. "I'll be right back," she said slowly, walking towards the dragons in the air. riker raised one hand and kian immediately dropped to the ground beside her. she beckoned at iona. she glanced slightly at frey. but this was her job. she climbed onto kian's horn. he bolted upright. she didnt give iona time to land. "So, Iona, where were you? You know you're not supposed to leave until I got back," riker said, kian growling underneath her. she intertwined her hands, silencing the dragon.

[elfish]

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the wild storm

rank berk's scout
doing talking to riker
mood annoyed, dismissive
crush none yet
tags riker

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'oh, snap,' she groaned internally to herself. great, the devil has arrived. she had hoped
that she would at least get several more minutes to guide loki back into the stables
before the devil herself had caught her. but, it seemed as if fate wasn't exactly in
her favor right now. she sighed and carefully landed loki. the deadly nadder let out
what could only be described as a purr at the sight of riker; obviously loki didn't ha
ve a clue as to what was going on, nor did he have a problem with the monstrous k
ian roaring in his face. well, so much for loyalty. "yeah, yeah," she growled at kian.

what could she say besides the truth? iona wasn't the type to lie, anyway. she shru
gged as she began to unfasten the custom-built saddle from loki's back. to distract
herself, she stroked her dragon's scaly skin. loki trilled in content, ignoring the at
mosphere. "loki was getting tired being cooped up all day," she said. it wasn't a co
mplete lie; the deadly nadder was going to shred the stables to pieces after bein
g trapped for so long. "besides, i didn't go too far." now that right there was a lie.
she had actually visited some of the distant islands, though iona decided to leave
that part out. riker didn't need to know that.

[strawberry smoke]

Kaede Swift
Just before we reached the salty waves below, I instructed Allomere to pull up. By the time he opened his wings and we lurched up, My feet had just hit the water, causing a trail of mist to follow us up before falling back to the ocean. I patted Allomere's neck, letting him coast along, carried by the drafts with little effort needed to keep us in the air. As a warrior, I was often up in the air, mostly just messing around, but I could pass it off for training. After all, fighters need endurance, right? "Got a little more let in you?" I asked, scratching behind the dragon's ear frills, earning a chortle of approval.

[canada]

instead of getting annoyed and snapping at iona, riker sighed in defeat. she pat the deadly nadder on the head. "Well, I hope you had fun." this wasn't the usual riker. whenever iona got out of line, she would go berserk on her. but right now, she had officially given up. "Hey Frey, you're in charge." riker mumbled, climbing up onto kian. kian had noticed something was wrong. very wrong. he snorted, shaking his head slightly. "No Kian, not right now. I'll tell you later." riker said softly, then nickered lowly. kian whimpered lightly, then trotted towards her cottage. it was the biggest one in the camp because, well, there was a giant bewilderbeast living in it too. they got there quite quickly because kian's steps were about twenty feet long. he lowered his horns to the ground, and riker softly jumped off. she pushed open the giant doors, and walked in, kian trailing right behind her. his tail hit a button on the side of the door, and they closed. riker dropped to the ground in exhaustion. she hoped no one had noticed her sudden mood change, but she highly doubted it.

[lacke]

Ｆｒｅｙ Ｅｒｉｋｋｓｏｎ

clan: berk
rank: second in command
crush: a little on iona
doing: hanging around
feeling: tired
tags: open

Frey watched as Riker left, and he nodded in understanding. He bit his lip as he watched her leave, and glanced towards where she went, seeing her confront Iona. Frey inwardly sighed, and stood, resting a hand on Ohens head. "Want to go for a short ride?" and he earned a chortle for an answer. Frey nodded, and moved to seat himself in his Night furys saddle. He strapped himself in, patting Ohen on the side. "Whenever you're ready, bud." he murmured, and before he knew it, Ohen took off straight into the sky. Frey wasn't planning to let Ohen wander far, for there wasn't much time in it. Ohen did a corkscrew or two while he set off into the air, and once he evened out, Frey laid back on Ohen, after making sure he was strapped in safely. He was sometimes a little too overwhelmed with his duty, even though he didn't do much. So time like this was precious to him.