“What is this thing?...”
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“What is this thing?...”
Each step is a sullen echo against these cavern walls. While excitement bubbled in the depth of his pith towards discovering new things–his sense of adventure–a tidbit of apprehension nipped at his heels, the back of his neck and shoulder blades. DANGER came with the program, which is one aspect he’s familiar with. The sounds cluttering ahead weren’t natural as his grip tightened accordingly around his torch. His source of light limited down here–too much space ahead to tell.
❝ Please tell me I’m not the only one who hears that? ❞
Darkness-danger WHISPERED against this dragon, settling within BLACKENED scales until stopped upon bones with muscles tensed and TWISTING, bulging in their strength. Toothless pauses in action, his form one of reaction to his partner friend rider human hikk-k-k-p. A low whistle is then sounded in response to the SOUNDS that march to flicking ears, senses stretched and prepared against and dangerfoe that may appear. Only the skritch-skritch comes by them in the stale cavern air, only the the ECHOS that spring helpful, unwanted.
hikk-k-k-p danger fight fight? danger protect unknown danger
Toothless can not help the GROWL that rises, unbidden in it’s gravelly sound. He cannot scent of any FAMILIARITY, and he stalks ahead to stand before his Rider slowly, slowly.
the ENEMIES are becoming STRONGER. the BATTLES are becoming more INTENSE. the sting of LOSS is becoming more PROMINENT.
yet, here i stand.
surviving and fighting.
ι'м ѕтιll нere.
WHAT IS A FAMILY? caring && devoted hearts. with endless love to share love that will follow you E V E R Y W H E R E.
The air was growing colder as a black dragon walked between the trees, her large paws crunching the dry leaves that layered the ground, the wind curling through the dark branches that entwined overhead. She flared her nostrils, taking a deep breath in as she walked, her eyes narrowing as she sensed someone nearby. Her pupils contracted as she slipped past the underbrush and approached the stranger slowly, her movements fluid like a cat with her gaze focused ahead, a growl rising in her throat.
dragon other danger new dragon fight?
FRIGID as the whisper-winds that take their cool touch upon his DARKENED scales, Toothless’ form stops mid-motion: one claw rests as if upon an INVISIBLE ledge, head cocked to the side; the length of his ears the only appendage to move, flicking to-fro as it STRAINS to ( catch ) the disturbance of OTHER.
Nostrils widen, scent flows clear. A dragon, a dragon not FRIEND,stalks his PATH, hides it’s FORM. Sneaky, but not sneaky enough. Thereis sound that tells well tale of the HIDING spot it has chosen, there is theSCENT that Toothless can feel, but not make out but for a memory of theflavor. Familiar it crawls over from the wind, IRRITATING it cannot yetbe placed.
A whistle sounds, akin to a that of his RIDER’S call in face of a danger, and it demands:
show come come here!
{ Letscallher-Jane } | "An- Another dragon? No, you cannot be real . . ."
human human danger? human protect human
The black DRAGON gathers himself upon this intrusion with a huff, neck stretching lowly to the ground with eyes INTENT as it stares toward this two-legged walker. The scent is FOREIGN and Toothless is without his Rider, but he is capable in his STRENGTH, sure in his ways. He circles this pink creature with STUTTERINGform, mouth peeling back to form an impressive SNARL. His teeth are the SHOWCASE of this demonstration, and they glow bright with contrast, a beacon to create FEAR. His own greeting is the form of a deep GROWL that rumbles its CONFIDENCE within a vibrating rib cage, it is the MUSCLES that present as his form starts its slow circle of viewing.
Toothless is in no danger, and he takes DOMINANCE within this meet.
And LOOK, he’s your age!
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"Oh, are you pouting big baby boo?"
I loved this pose so much and I almost lost the file this morning T^T Managed to save him though! Enjoy him in all his glowy cuteness…. Maybe I do draw too much httyd stuff…
When I draw something, the bar is up high but my expectation towards myself is vague… my expectation is that I want to look at my drawing and say “AWW YISS” in the end. The result is usually an “Okay!”
This one is an AWWW YISSS all right XD
Badass Chief of Berk.
httyd edits series: 9/?
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Looks like we found another one, bud.