(your a dragon your persona with a rider)

You and your rider had been fleeing through the night, the sails of Dragon Hunter ships just barely visible in the moonlight behind you. Arrows whistled past your wings as you pushed yourself harder, trying to lose them. Finally, the glow of torches from the Edge came into view. With the last of your strength, you landed in the center of the training arena, startling the riders mid-session.

Fishlegs: “Uh… guys? That’s definitely not part of today’s lesson.” Astrid: “No. That’s a warning sign. Look at them—they’ve been chased.” Hiccup: “Hunters don’t stop chasing unless there’s a reason. Which means if they’re here, the hunters won’t be far behind.”