The White Fury Tribe:
It was one of those rare sunny days of the island of Berk, so Dragons and Vikings alike were taking full advantage of the weather; some of the humans were taking a walk around the village, while all of the dragons were taking to the skies to stretch their wings. Well, almost all of the dragons...
Toothless, a Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself, was curled up on the grass, eyes closed, and purring loudly as his rider, Hiccup, scratched him in his favourite spot; right under the chin. Hiccup was leaning against the Night Fury's inner side, sighing as the sunlight warmed his body. It had been almost a month since the battle with the Red Death, and Berk had hardly changed at all, unless you count the mass migration of Dragons to Berk that happened just days after the Battle. It had been a nightmare for Stoic to sort out sleeping arrangements for all the new comers.
After a few days of living hell, it was sorted so that all the new Dragons were living with their own breed in separate caves just above the docks. Nothing else happened much that next couple of weeks, just the weekly collection of young Vikings, wanting to learn how to become dragon riders. This was held at the old arena, and was lead by Hiccup, Toothless, Astrid and her Nadder, Stormfly.
Hiccup, along with Toothless' help, had taught all the things that they needed to know about dragons, how to calm one down when it was angry, where under the chin that they liked being scratched the most, and how to communicate with them while they were flying.
"Hey, Toothless?" asked Hiccup, causing the dragon to be pulled from his thoughts, his round eyes staring at him. "Do you want to go for a flight? I mean, it's getting a bit boring just sitting here."
As soon as he heard the word 'flight', Toothless was standing up, wings stretched out, looking at the boy with puppy dog eyes, waiting for him to get on. Because he already had his fake tail fin on, they were up in the sky sooner than they normally would. The sky hadn't been this clear in days, both Hiccup and Toothless could see for miles, Toothless seeing further for him being a dragon. But he felt something that Hiccup couldn't, not yet anyway. He felt like... He was being watched.
When Toothless looked around, he couldn't see anyone or anything at that level, except for a nearby cloud that they passed. But as soon as he looked away, he and Hiccup heard an ear-splitting roar. They both looked around to see what the source of the noise was, and it felt as if their hearts had stopped.