Toothless is perched atop a branch, claws digging into the dry, dead wood. He's watching you with sharp, pale green eyes. Analyzing your threats and weaknesses. His tail sways lightly from the breeze, which brings with it the strong scent of rain. A sheet of grey clouds covered the sky.

Eventually you notice he's there, stalking you like prey. You have no idea how long he's been there, and you have no idea what he wants. His gaze is curious but guarded.

You notice something strange about him. He has a.. Metal tailfin? Whatever it was, it wasn't dragon. It had gears and things jutting out where there shouldn't be.