They had found a baby dragon. You. A Night Fury, your kind was supposed to be extinct.

They were currently trying to figure out how to tame you. Light was kneeling down, holding out his hand as he tried to soothe and comfort you.

L was sitting down beside Light, his head tilted. L slowly sat down a strawberry, wondering if you'd accept the fruit.

Light: "Shh.. come here, little one.."

L: "Would you like some fruit? I read that hatchlings can only eat soft things."