War of the Outcasts

[Fury]

(A private RP between Shade, Toothless, and I)

Wet. That was the first thing that Hiccup was aware of that morning. Wetness, and a strong smell of fish.
Confused, but still too tired to really care, Hiccup ignored the wetness on his cheek and prepared to fall asleep again.
That is, before Toothless decided to lick him again.
The young Viking shot up out of his bed, startled, and landed unceremoniously on the floor. He glared up from his spot at the Night Fury, who was doing the dragon equivalent of laughing. Hiccup rolled his eyes and stood up, using his sleeve to wipe the disgusting dragon slobber from his cheek. He sent his dragon one more glare for good measure. Of course, the annoying reptile that the boy had come to love made the innocent face in reply, the yellow eyes going round as dinner plates. Hiccup couldn't help but smile a bit at that, and scratched Toothless beneath the chin (resulting in a loud purr) before turning around to get dressed.
Really, Hiccup thought, he should have expected this. Almost every morning Toothless would wake him up in a number of ways- rolling him off the bed, purring loudly in his ear, and even once putting mud on his hand then tickling his face with his one tail fin. However, Toothless had taken to licking him more, seeing as Stoik had gotten mad when Hiccup came to breakfast with a face full of mud and a laughing Toothless behind him.
Hiccup finished straightening his helmet, and turned around to face Toothless, who was already licking his lips at the thought of fresh fish. The two stepped outside and started towards the mead hall, wading through the now almost knee-deep snow.

[toothless11]

Misael was still lying on bed in the cold morning. He was awake, and on his side, covered from head to feet with a few blankets to keep him warm from the winter air. He was already awake, but didn't want to get up just yet.

Until of course, someone wanted him too.

He ignored a soft nudge that he felt on his arm, which was then followed by a few others. He heard faint steps as the small night fury hatchling trotted over to where his head was, and began nudging his forehead. He sighed, and uncovered himself already. Upon doing so, he saw Silvermoon, his dragon, sitting down and looking at him with a grin.

"Well, good morning." he said smiling back, and she responded by licking him on the cheek. Misael moved back a bit as he chuckled, cleaning himself with a blanket. And then he sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He looked around his room, which felt really cold. It was the middle of winter on Berk, and it had snowed a few days before.

The small night fury walked up to him and purred. Misael looked at her, "What is it?" he asked.

She responded by lickin her own lips, and Misael instantly got the message. She was hungry, just like every morning around that time.

"Okay...I'll get you something to eat." he said as he got out of his bed, and went to the door. The small dragon followed him, and went downstairs with him, where he had some fish stored.

[Shade]

Blackheart was in a deep sleep. There had been a time when he had been an incredibly late sleeper. While those days were long gone, his body seemed to want them back.

He gradually came out of his slumber as something bumped into his face. Whatever it was repeated the action until he was fully awake. He opened his eyes, and while he waited for the blurriness to fade, he looked up and saw Shade, his best friend, a Night Fury, standing over him.

"Hey, good morning!" he said. He reached up and scratched the dragon's cheek. Shade purred, and then pressed his head against Blackheart's affectionately.

"Alright," said Blackheart as he hauled himself out of bed. "Let's get some breakfast."

[Fury]

Toothless and Hiccup trudged into the Mead Hall, shivering. It had just started snowing again, so now snow topped the tops of the buildings like fluffy white hats. However, with Toothless and Hiccup, the only thing it seemed to accomplish is freeze them half-to-death.
The inside of the building was dark. Huh, the torches hadn't been lit. Usually they ween't the first ones up...Hiccup guessed it was because of the hunting trip.
Berk was nearing the worst part of winter. Right now was only the 'calm' before the storm, if you could call it that. Most of the Vikings of the village had gone off on a large hunting trip to get food for the coming months. Most were the adults of the village, such as Hiccup's dad, Stoik, or his uncle, Spitelout. However, some were Hiccup's freinds. He knew that both Astrid and Snotlout had gone. He could only image how long it would take before the girl got tired of his cousin being, well, Snotlout, and punching him in the face. Knowing them, it probably had happened even before the boat left.
Toothless shot a blue fireball at each of the torches, and one by one, they lit up the Mead Hall with light and warmth. Giving a collective sigh of relief, the two headed to the store-room, where all the food was.
After grabbing his breakfast and an armful of icelandic cod for Toothless, Hiccup made his way to were the dragon lay in the shadow of a pillar, hardly noticeable except for his wide, yellow eyes and the thumping of the tail. He laughed and set the fish pile down next to Toothless, before sitting down cross legged next to the reptile, his plate on his lap. Toothless, as soon as Hiccup sat down, curled around the small viking. Hiccup was instantly flooded with warmth. He smiled at Toothless as he began to eat.
"Thanks bud"
Toothless gave a satisfied noise before beginning to gulp down each fish, one by one, savouring the flavour of each.

[toothless11]

While Silvermoon was eating her own breakfast, Misael went back upstairs to grab a coat. It was colder than he expected it to be. He quickly put it on, trying to get himself warm. Then he went back downstairs to make his own breakfast.

His parents had also gone to the hunting trip. He wasn't sure how long everyone would be gone for. But during those days, he and Silvermoon stayed Alone at him. Luckily, it wasn't the first time that he, or they have been alone for a while. So he was used to it, and he already knew what to do every time that happened.

They both finished soon, and Misael went to the living room on the sofa, and sat down. Silvermoon followed behind him.

Misael was trying to think what they could do that day as Silvermoon cuddled against him, her head pressed against his coat. She always seemed to like cuddling with him many times, especially when it's really cold. Even though Misael was sure that the cold weather couldn't affect her, he didn't mind. He softly scratched her neck as he was thinking.

He continued thinking. They could go out an visit someone, or just go out for a walk. He just wanted to spend the day out with the small hatchling and perhaps some friends as well, since it had snowed a lot. And he had just checked outside a few minutes before to see that it was starting to snow again. He tried thinking. The idea that he liked most was going out for a walk, and seeing if they could find any friends. It would be easier to find them, since there were less villagers at that moment.

[Shade]

The first thing that struck Blackheart was how incredibly cold it was.  He shivered as he walked into the kitchen of his small house.  He opened a basket full of fish that he had stored the previous day for his dragon, and dragged it to the table.  While Shade was eating, he got himself some breakfast.  While he was eating, Shade finished, and looked to his human.  He noticed how much he was shivering, and went over to him and wrapped his wing around his body.

Blackheart felt the warmth spread around him, and looked into Shade's emerald eyes.  "Thanks," he said.  He scratched the dragon under the chin, earning a purr.

[Fury]

As Toothless finished his last fish, Hiccup got up from his spot on the floor. He wondered what to do- it would probably be too cold for flying out in the open air right now. And most of his friends were not in the village at the moment, so hanging out with them wasn't an option...maybe he'd go to the forge. It was defiantly warm enough there, and it would give him something to do. Back when he hadn't known Toothless, working in the forge, dreaming up new inventions, was his favorite pastime.
As if reading his rider's mind, Toothless groaned. Both weren't looking forward to walking to the forge, which was on the other side of the village. For some reason, Toothless seemed to be affected by the cold more than other dragons. While most others didn't seem to be affected at all, Toothless would shiver a bit at the wing tips.
They opened the door, and Hiccup slammed it shut immediately. He looked at Toothless, feeling helpless. It was now like a blizzard out there. Toothless returned the look. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and stepped out.
White. It was the only thing visible, ten feet in front of you. Snow was quickly piling up, and Hiccup noticed it was now at his waist. Discouraged, but not defeated, he repeated in his mind that the forge was the warmest place in Berk. It'd be worth it.
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Viking and Dragon stumbled into the forge, shivering, covered head to foot (or in Toothless's case, tail) in snow. Hiccup leaned heavily on Toothless. He weakly raised his fist in the air in triumph, as if he had down something much bigger than walk across the village.
Toothless lit the fire, and sure enough, the forge was the warmest place in Berk. It was warm, bordering on uncomfortably hot. The Night Fury curled up in front of the fire, while Hiccup strode to the table, his notebook and a bunch of half-finished sketches littering it. His prosthetic squeaked as he walked, obviously slightly frozen. Sitting down with the notebook and a stick of charcoal, Hiccup began to sketch.

[toothless11]

Misael had already decided that they could go for a walk. He stood up, and walked to the door, with the small hatchling following excitedly. But when he opened the door, he immediately closed it. He thought it would just be snowing, but it had turned out be a blizzard out now.

Silvermoon stood at the door, a little surprised. One moment she was excitedly walking to the door and suddenly, a lot of cold wind hit her face.

Misael laughed, "Well, looks like we won't be able to go out right now," he said. Silvermoon whined a bit, and sat down as she stared up at him.

"Don't worry, if the blizzard stops, we can go out later." Misael smiled as he bent down and pat the dragon on her head. Then he decided that instead he could go to his room and draw. "Come on, let's go upstairs." he said as he began walking. Silvermoon followed behind.

Once he got there, he sat on the small bench that was in front of his desk, and grabbed his pencil and some paper. Silvermoon sat on the bech as well, leaning against him as she watched what he would draw. He stared at the paper, and a few seconds later he began sketching some things.

[Shade]

(more block )

Once Blackheart had finished eating, he had an idea. "Hey," he said, turning to face Shade. "You wanna go visit Misael and Silver?"

The dragon nodded. Sure.

"Okay," said Blackheart. The two of them stood up and left the house.

Outside was a massive blizzard. Blackheart held a hand in front of his face in order to shield himself. Shade stood in front of him protectively; he didn't mind the storm as much. The two of them walked through the village until they reached Misael's house. Blackheart knocked on the door.

[Fury]

((oh my god, it is so long since I've been on this place T.T What do you say to getting this roleplay started again?))

[Shade]

(I agree!)

[Fury]

((...what was our original idea for this? XD))

[Shade]

(it had something to do with the Outcasts)

[toothless11]

(Whoa, hey! Where have you been?

Yeah it had to do something with that I think they invaded Berk or something...I dont know for sure)

[Fury]

(eh, lets disregard that, and just go with any ideas we come up with?
and yeah, sorry about that. School started to get in the way, then there were the holidays, and by the end of it, I kind of had forgotten about this place T.T)