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[rathalascendant-a]

STILL PRETTY MIFFED, A CERTAIN TEENAGER was making a beeline for Berk's stables, mouthing curses and statements to herself in her frustration while she fought to cool off. As soon as she bursts through the stable doors, she puts on a facade, seeming a lot calmer for the sake of her monsties. Handling beasts was always cathartic for her; Mari could be as wrathful as a demon, yet she would always restrain her rage from innocent creatures.

Finding Red amongst the locals' mounts prompts a smile. "Hey, hey . . ." With a soft coo, she greets her companion by cradling his chin in her hands. Ratha rumbles and prods her a few times with his snout; he can sense her distress. As a gentle creature, Red was always hard to offend, but his blue, burning gaze was staring into her questioningly, as if he wanted to know what had upset his mother figure.

MARI WOULD NOT ANSWER. She knew she just needed the chance to rein herself back in, anyways. "You wanna go for a flight? It's a nice day. We can go as far as the wind takes us, huh?" She pats the rathalos' shoulder. "C'mon." She begins to make her way through the stables towards the hangar. Ratha follows closely.

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[haseti]

@rathalascendant gets a starter

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Cargo was always the life lines of the Isle of Berk. Their island survived based off of the trading routes their chief had obtained and opened up. He was rather surprised being with the other how much he had opened to the common folk of Berk. Being a former trapper he had never heard of half the places Hiccup had been. But he was now excited to learn in his new role of right hand.

Leaving his now shared home with said chief he was informed he'd be having extra company for the day. The traveler who appeared on their island was going to be going out with him. He didn't mind but he didn't know babysitting was on his list of things to do today. But supposed he could allow Fishlegs to take over while he entertained their guest.

With a crate on his shoulder the right hand came to the docks to see the other await him already. Eager little bugger. Getting here before him.

"Ye 'aven't been waiting long 'ave ye? Chief said ye'd be comin with me fer the day."

[fiiimbulvetr]

@drengjar​ said: ❝ is this what you royals call dancing? ❞

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Elsa was as aghast as he was. Watching the strange, almost avian prancing that was happening in front of them. The queen was impressed that the Duke was still doing this increasingly odd dance after all these years and that no one had told him to STOP. He’d stepped on no less than four people’s feet. 

“I assure you...”

“No one calls that ‘dancing’.”

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@drengjar​ liked for a starter

     “Hey, Eret...Out of curiosity and for no other reason at all, do you know the best way to get a red squirrel out of your house?” In this case, Gliss was literally asking for a friend, but there was no way she was selling her girl Peri out like that--instead pretending the situation was entirely hypothetical.

      She just knew that at the very least she had to ask an animal talent about how to proceed before either of the frost-talent friends could go near the adorable, territorial creature in its current mood.

[haseti]

@wolfpackmuses gets a starter (for Snotlout)

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"OI! Shortstack!" The sailor appeared above the bow of his ship as his amber gaze is downward towards the strange little man. A look a slight frustration crossing his features. "Ain't nobody teach ye some manners bout touchin other folks things?"

Perhaps it had been Snotlout who touched something, or perhaps he was set up by the twins? Who knew. But Eret did know one thing was that he was too close to the things being unloaded from his ship to not be considered a suspect.

[haseti]

“Have you forgotten who you're riding with? There isn't a dragon alive I can't wrangle!” CANON DIVERGENT ERET SON OF ERET ; AS LOVED BY: KRIS Sideblog to : @dragetunge Template: (X)

[haseti]

@fatesdesign​ gets a starter

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The right hand wasn’t ever one for many words. But there were days he had to be more present when Hiccup wasn’t able to do what he needed to do. One of those days seemed to be this one. Of course it was during the royal visit where they were establishing relations out of the archipelago. 

He had to be sure Hiccup rested. And his beloved was not rested at all. Instead the chief had been out on raids with the other riders the entire night bringing new dragons to the isle. 

Closing the door to his home he came face to face with the princess of the royal family. Bright eyed and bushy tailed looking for Hiccup most likely. “Sorry yer ‘ighness. Chief won’t be out ‘ill later.” 

He motioned she go the way she came as he started off down the same way. 

“Ye need somethin?”

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@riidcr​ Liked for a starter

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“So yer the trouble maker the chief ‘as been tellin me ‘bout aye?” he asks curiously as he spots the Coronian Diplomat towards the docks. Odd he’d find him over here but he wasn’t complaining. He understood more than anyone the comfort the sea could bring as he chuckles. 

Fingers wrap around the strap across his chest as he shuffles moving the bundle on his back. The small tiny human inside of the bundle moving and making a noise at being moved before they settle as the second in command turns his gaze once more towards the other. 

“Fancy a spin?” he motions towards one of the ships on the docks. His own. “Best time ta see the archipelago at this ‘our.”