there was once a nest full of the most mythical thought blissfully peaceful creatures, all sleek and streamlined. there was a nest full of all powerful night furys. hunting and maintaining thier own order. many nests like this in fact. it turns out not all was well: one night fury of significant size, silerwinthefury and his not as popular borne son copperwingthefury, was not content by the current order of things (another story of nightflight and nona). oh, he didnt seem the overly boastful type or bragging. more a loud sneer-or to those he felt jelus of. his eye alit on the rulers position, a position he fe felt entitled to and grew more darkly possessive of and wouldnt stop until he had it and old other furys what to do. this obsession began to worry ho son also called korin until it seemed it was all silverwing prattled on about with little else n mind.

he almost didnt hear about his fathers secret departure in the dead of night to try and challenge the female peaceful ruler at that time, finding silverwing losing and his usuall pride broken. he had not seen his fathers hatred so strong; his ego collapsing, for when someones pride stuck that high it had a long way to fall. the rules were to fight for her posessuin if wished for all furys to observe to prevent cheating chaos. silverwing had not done that. the loser was supposed to concede. korin begged his father to stop:P surprising the mad deranged dragon did stop and his decision to leave the nest forever without his son. then see how well you do withiut me were his venomous words flung defiantly over his wing and that appeared to be the end of it. no one knew that night, and it wouldve been extremely wise to follow him secretly. someone close to him shouldve sobered up silverwing telling him he was not alone not betayed not hated.

....then his neferious trageties long after his death would never have happend. but litend silverwing had nit, and that ruling poisitin of that nest woulde be hgis desite of it was the last thing he did. no longer did that dragon care about how well he dud on hunts or even his son: his muzzle glanced up at the moon gloomily...and that was the first the night furys learned of the entity in the sky calld the god protector. it feasted upon that seething furys hatred and warped him into a true monster with new body markings and a new name: loaw okar kahuakhaun. maybe of silverwing had looked away in time before he was fully tranced none of thos woldve happened and the nests out there might notve gone through the tragedies they had...but he hadnt! back the newly named loaw okar swooped, consumed by greed and now armed with a divinely killing lust akin o power the moon shared with him to win the nest, but publicly this time as a demonstration how foolish were the furys and then he killed the ruler.

kahuakhaun now leader, he led his pesonally fconverted furys into a flight path of kill or convert like tje moon wished until a climatic battle between those annoyingly escapijg conversiion and his followers, leading to his death. he was freed but not to stave off his mistaken death at dragon nonas talons. shortly after a year passed with the followers in disarray loaw dagny perseverin became the terror of the land. her time as secnd leader, a concerned dragoness orgionally named valdis in the first nest kahuakhaun seized, was muderous and long of lasting. but all her planms failed in the end. she ar first blamed a two legged boy for all this. then bringing it in hewr own power to rid the moon pf the prime threat of nona bu herself, so that she could be rememberd by those not tranced how mightly savage she really was. despite the freed dragonesses greater strength, loaw dagny almost won there on that cliffside jutting out to a stormy sea.
but perseverin in her mad deranged lust to toy with nona committed a wromng move in allowing nnas orbs to fall on the moon behin her wing. that was all it took: a single mistake of one leader to mold another. the nwilling defeated fury was quickly conerted and threw a shocked perseverin into the sea. again, the saddened followers thought this was the end of them. not this time for the god protector made thier greatest foe thier most coldly stiff merciless leader yet. in her time she did many truely gruesome spiteful acts that began to get alot of her followers talking, particularly those once loyal to nightflight loaw shar versel (eyes of the alone but powerful in dragonic) headed by a dragon larger then the rest (deathbringer). thankfully her reign dint last long with the help of some old dragon and human allies.

lower position follower vipre loaw azeros aranidae was surprised when the moon made his leadership position official just before raising its new hoist body out of the grave. perhaps it was his manipulative magical tongue. by then not many night fyrys served him, being freed in a massive wave of roars. it was over for the traned dragons left or so it seemed. it was a seesaw battle since then: a dragon abydi once a foloower himsekf stumbled upin a secret mission of the leader, while a reluctant agreement of the last tranced dragon led an attack on the nest on the nest by deathbringer, he aquired a n bretheren instead. so the attack merely was a destraction. the deadly nadders believed loaw azeros growing stronger smoothtalikng voiced and proved tier effectiveness on a human village. that wasnt the only threat: an ilness began rapidly spreading among the nesting night furys at about the same time, traced to the attackers deathbringer harassed them with.
the cure denix-replay st out to find against the wusges of korin led her into capture by the same outcast village the the nadders set aboyt destroying. that wa when versel as the moons posessed corpse talked to the humsn boy. despite it all they all made oit alive and denix found the cure. deathbringer too joined the fray but reluctantly withfdrew from the pitched battles between humans on the ground and rebelious uninfluenced nihght fuys in the air, promising death on nona. loaw azeros grabbed some from denix to cure the followers on his end. this done and frsterated but not defeated he stumbled on the combined nests little ruler dragon korin flying out one day to be alone...straight into the embrace of aranidaes followers. an elaborate plot was then devised between leader and follower, seen through by the eyes of a resting denix-replay quickly after. a plan that almost succeeded with obuekhovs abydos and nonas 'departure'. or so korins fooled mind thought.

he sent all his nadders to attack that nest one final time with orders to leave no dragons alive, to sieze the nest s thiers. however not all was well within his leadership. deathbringer had abandoned for his own rasons to rid them all of nona just as perseverin once thought and his young dragon converted had yet to be what aranidae wished. so her they all were now in the nest consistig of all the freed furys, with a tranced ruler in thier midst and nadder followers ending lived all around. obuekhov was nowhere to be found. nethier was the fate of denix-replay. nona was shot in the underside with darts. aranidaes air of confidante through the moon seemed unstoppable. unless those alive and remaining can pull together to free all followers the end will come! of course nobody counted on the rebirth of one other night fury soon to meet the forces of good again...

Nah, this is more of: one day.... long ago, there was a dragon, this dragon flew all over the land, destroying fields and stealing treasure.
Everyone thought the dragon was evil, they told eeveryone else to stay away or fight him off. And every once in a while, he is forced to return ro his den, but nevertheless, he returns.
The people hated the dragon. But one fateful day, a boy from far south came with his family to this new land.
The moment he arrived, he was told of the evil dragon, and all the hateful things he had brought upon the land.
But the boy couldn't be sure, he had to know for sure if the dragon was who they said. So one day, when everyone else was working or going about their lives, the boy trekked to see the mysterious beast.
He moved carefully as he approached the dragons den. He meandered carefully up to the sleek black snout and politely asked, "h-hello" but all he recieved in reply was a grunt, and the dragon swatted him away with his tail.
The boy stared at the dragon for a moment, there was longing in this strange reptiles eyes... but he wasnt sure why.
He soon returned to the village.

A few days later, he discovered that the dragon had burnt one of his newest friends. The boy vowed to slay the dragon, for so cruelly treating his friend.
He returned the next day with a large dagger on his belt. He approched silently and unseen. As he drew his dagger and prepared to thrust it through the dragons heart, the large black reptile murmured "...I missed you..." in dragon speak or "dragonese"
The boy was confused, not sure what to do, was there a whole other side to this dragon? What should he expect? Should he do something?
After a few minutes of contimplation, he tossed the dagger aside to the piles of treasure the dragon had stolen, knelt down next to him, went with the polite approach and said, "I missed you too..."

"As if" replied the obviously distrustful and arrogant dragon.
"I missed you too" (in the dragons native tongue, I forgot to add)
The boy rolled his eyes and continued cheerfully, trying to get to know the dragon. But all he got were grunts and tail lashes. By the end of the day he had been cut several tumes because of the sharp scales scraping across his body at such great speed. And he still couldn't get the dragon to open up...
The young boy continued to return to the dragon, for he was sure there was more to him than this, each day he would go to the dragon kindly and invigorated, and each night he would return bloody, or singed, or even missing some hair. But he would not give up.
He was stubborn, and he wanted to understand tbe dragon, he always had trouble making friends, but he thought thst this dragon could actually be good, if he got to know him.
Luckily for the village, while the boy occupied the dragon, they prospered.
Eventually, after a devious luttle test by the dragons own design, he realized that the boy was kind and true, and would not betray him. It was then thst the boy first touched the dragon, without it trying to bite his hand off.
Over time, the dragon and thw boy became very close, they became the best of friends. And while the dragon will still terrorize the village on occasion, it was obvious that he was not evil. The villagers had wronged him so much, he was just getting some payback.
The boy started sneaking off to see the dragon, and staying in his den for hours on end.
A few times they were caught, and temporarily were withheld from seeing each other, but that did not deter them from secretly meeting
They became, and still are today, the best of friends, each belonging to the other. Forever theirs. John, and Toothless/Sc.
The
End.

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