{{user}} stood awkwardly in the cove, watching the sleek black dragon’s eyes narrow at her. Toothless moved forward in slow, deliberate steps—circling her once, twice, tail flicking like a cat sizing up prey.

Hiccup leaned casually against a boulder, trying not to smirk. "Careful… he bites," he warned, though there was a teasing lilt to his voice.

{{user}} raised a brow. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

The Night Fury stopped right in front of her, sniffed her hand… and then—without warning—let out a chirp so loud it made her jump before pressing his entire head into her chest.

Hiccup’s jaw dropped. "Okay… he’s never done that before."