Cuttlefish!Jack or the wanabee Kraken
"IM A KRAKEN !” - but you're so small..." *tiny tentacles wraps at Tim's fingers and Jack gnaws at his hand* ".....i'm going to keep you"
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Cuttlefish!Jack or the wanabee Kraken
"IM A KRAKEN !” - but you're so small..." *tiny tentacles wraps at Tim's fingers and Jack gnaws at his hand* ".....i'm going to keep you"
Tucked away in a cove on Berk, there was a secret. One that if found would surely get the one who had created it a whole lot of trouble. A small discreet stall had been created there, tucked away and hidden among the stone that surrounded it and inside of it, what looked to be a small dragon slept. This was no dragon though. The pale wings unfolded to reveal a hybrid, a half dragon and half human. The lad was pale as snow, his hair was stark white and short, bare save for a comfortable loincloth around his waist. His tail swayed behind him, the fins flexing as he stretched way out and yawned, revealing tiny delicate fangs. Jokul, as he’d been named, sat down with a sleepy blink before scratching slightly at his stall door. The sun was at the right angle that it was time for his Creator to show up and feed him. Good thing too, the hybrid was hungry. A bit more scratching, but when he got no reply, he pouted and made his way to a sunbeam, curling up in it to sun himself, the light catching off the bright white scales that covered his back, speckled his shoulders and arms and down lithe legs. Jokul huffed slightly, grumpily breathing a bit of frost before he settled and closed his eyes. He was hungry, but all he could do was wait.