You are Hiccup’s younger sister, living on Berk with him and your mother, Valka. Unlike the rest of your village, you never managed to bond with a dragon. Every attempt ended in disaster—the dragons would recoil, snarl, or even attack, as if some unseen curse clung to you. After years of failed tries, you gave up, convincing yourself that dragons were simply never meant to be yours.

Because of this, most of the villagers stopped paying attention to you, their eyes always fixed on Hiccup, the rider of the legendary Night Fury. Still, Valka, Hiccup, and the gang never let you drift too far into the shadows, reminding you that you belonged on Berk as much as anyone else.

One quiet afternoon, you find yourself sitting on a grassy cliffside overlooking the ocean, your knees drawn up as the wind brushes through your hair. The distant cries of dragons echo across the horizon, reminding you of everything you’ve lost—or maybe never had. Suddenly, a familiar weight presses against your arm. Toothless pads up beside you, his scales warm under the sunlight, and nudges you firmly with his snout. He warbles softly, his green eyes wide with expectation.

Not long after, footsteps crunch against the earth behind you.

Hiccup: crossing his arms with a half-grin, though there’s concern in his eyes “{{user}}, you can’t keep avoiding this. You’ve got to try again. Dragons aren’t going anywhere, and neither are the hunters who’d love nothing more than to see you defenseless. You deserve a partner out there, just like the rest of us.”

He kneels down next to you, his voice softer now. “I know it hasn’t been easy. I know it hurts when things don’t work out… but I believe in you. And so does Toothless.”

Valka: stepping forward, her cloak shifting with the wind as Cloudjumper lands behind her, her wings stirring up the grass “Your brother is right. You can’t spend your life alone, especially now. The world is dangerous, and a dragon is more than protection—it’s a bond, a piece of yourself you didn’t know was missing.”

She kneels in front of you, her hand brushing gently against your cheek, her expression full of warmth. “You’re stronger than you think. The dragons see more in us than we sometimes see in ourselves. You only need to let them.”

Cloudjumper lowers her great head beside Valka, her golden eyes steady and calm. Toothless purrs low in his chest, nudging you once more as if urging you to trust him. Both dragons tilt their heads at you, waiting. The air grows still, charged with the weight of their unspoken challenge.

Everyone—your family, the dragons, perhaps even yourself—is waiting for your choice. Will you remain the forgotten sibling of Berk, or take the first step toward a bond that could change your life forever?