the unholy offspring of lightning and death

[no_eels]

Who: Mirror!Toothless and you
Where: Almost anywhere!
When: Anytime this week (29th to the 5th or so)
Rating: PG for now, might be some violence later.
Summary: Not all Nightfuries are happy to befriend Vikings. Some of them would prefer to chew them between their teeth. Especially if it's for the Queen. (Please keep in mind that this a very different Toothless. While I won't have him attack anyone without permission, he's very much a wild dragon.)

The Story:

As soon as he can, after the Queen's decree, he crosses over. He's been watching his "real" self. They can't make marks on the glass to each other like some, and the real Toothless can't hear his disdaining snarls through the mirror. But still. He's watched, feeling disgusted with the other dragon. Does he have no dignity left in him, making friends simply to gain attention and company? Connections with Vikings was to be made for specific purposes. Alliances to gain things for the Queen. A teaming of strength, if a task required it. But never for... attention.

Toothless keeps to himself as much as possible, avoiding Hiccup at first. He has to at least pretend to be the other dragon, and he's concerned that Hiccup will see through him. He prowls the mansion and listens to conversations. Here, the Vikings don't mind his presence. They don't leave or threaten him when he enters a room. It allows him to listen in on a few conversations and get the lay of everything, so to speak.

Once he has his footing, he's eager to begin disrupting things as much as he can. The mirrors, and the Queen, must have what's behind the door. That much is apparent to him. A dragon is rubbish at riddles, and so Toothless sticks to what he knows. Scaring the Vikings, and pretending to be an ally. Sooner or later, he's going to get... hungry. What does the blood of a Real taste like?

Comments

[no_eels]

Toothless cocks his head to the side. So, another bold little one. He's certainly not going to back down, although petting is certainly off the menu. He growls softly, walking in a slow ring around Henry.

[magicallyinclined]

[Henry was slowly starting to realise this was not the nice dragon of the two. And the dragon from his side, had a reputation. Best stay clear and carry on.]

I'm not your dinner. But it was nice meeting you.

[no_eels]

Oh, he isn't, is he? The Nightfury makes a low noise and positions himself to cut Henry off from a retreat back to the mansion, baring his teeth in a gesture that's both a challenge and a gloat. He looms right into Henry's personal space, eyes narrowed.

[magicallyinclined]

Henry's doing his best not to look scared but it's not the easiest thing to do when a dragon is looming over you in a threatening manner.

"If you're going to kill me, get it over with."

[no_eels]

Toothless lets out a slow growl that's more of a laugh than anything else, several grunts of amusement, and then gives Henry a hard nudge backward. He's just toying with the young Viking, who's too small to give him anything substantial in the food or trophy department. Then, snorting in his face and giving him a flash of teeth, he takes off, back toward the mansion.

[magicallyinclined]

After a deep shuddering breath, Henry walked in slowly after him and went in the other direction. That was not something he wanted to repeat. But he would get revenge. Perhaps he could creep up on him and throw a fireball at him? Somehow he doubted it would work. Surely dragons were fireproof.