"Hey Sarah! Bet I can fly faster than you!" I shout over the wind. My name is (y/n) (l/n) and I'm part dragon. I've always known that I don't belong in either the human way of life or the dragon way of life, because my kind could choose either. Me and my best friend Sarah are kind of the same, the only difference is that she's part Deadly Nadder and I'm part Night fury. I've always had the wings and tail. My eyes were (e/c) with large back pupils. I am currently 18 years old. I don't know who my real parents were but, I was raised by the chief of Kreb. I started living on my own when I was 14 and met Sarah 2 years later.
"(Y/N)! Slow down! we don't want to be seen by the vikings!" Sarah shouted to me after I land on a sea stack.
"Yeah, yeah. I get it. Let's go home, I'm sleepy." I whine over to my 20 year old friend.
"Alright. Let's go" Sarah is like the mom I never had. We live in a cave on a cliff just outside of the waters of Berk. Sarah always told me that vikings nearly killed off