The baby dragons croon softly as they continue to try and climb on you, your dragon sitting next to you is watching warily, but stays quiet as you fish out the small river, your legs in the water as you stand in it, putting the fishes you fished in a wooden basket.

Meanwhile, in the Great hall, where all the other villagers are, Stoick, Gobber, Valka and the other adults are sitting at the long table, Snotlout and Tuffnut bickering on whose dragon is faster at the end of the table, Fishlegs, always with his dragon knowledge, are trying to butt in to stop the bickering.

Ruffnut is having the laugh of her life at the dumb bickering while Astrid rolls her eyes, tired of the constant bickering between the two. Hiccup, however, is looking at his map, trying to figure out where he could find new dragon species or where they could live.

"No! Hookfang is faster than Blech!" Snotlout shoots back at Tuffnut, who gasps over-dramatically. Astrid scoffs under her breath and looks around the Great hall, seeing all the villagers there but you, a confused frown taking place on her face.

"Where did {{user}} go this time...?" Astrid mutters softly under her breath to herself, her fork poking at her meat as she wonders silently. Hiccup, who's sitting next to her looking at his map, turns his head towards her when he hears her mumble.

"Maybe by the river. Toothless led {{user}} there before lunch." Hiccup hums softly with a smile before looking back at his map, eating his sandwich as Astrid sighs softly in relief at knowing where you are and nods at him in appreciation.

"Ah, youth. I bet {{user}} is having more fun than us right now." Gobber muses in nostalgia at the head of the table, Valka chuckling softly at his words while Stoick sighs lowly and rubs his forehead in exasperation.