How to Train your Dragon Roleplay - Archived

Evalda hastily swung the saddle over Brynhilde, who quickly settled into it, sensing the trainee's haste. Quickly, Evalda scrambled onto the saddle, straightening her helmet with one hand. "Ready."

"Well Astor," Kaia murmured to him at Rikard's signal. "This is what you've been waiting for, let's go." She tightened her position on the great beast as he shot up into the air after the Chief, unaffected by the mass of weapons strapped to his rider's back.

Rikard flew just below cover of the clouds, laughimg to himself as Astra shivered and burrowed into the hollow behind his clavicle.

"S-slow down, it's far too cold," she grumbled into his ear, and he applied a little pressure to Ismael's delicate neck scales to guide the beast downwards slightly. He surveyed the surroundings carefully, comparing them to the map. If his sources were correct, the herd of sheep were on the other side of the valley. It would be bestr to round them from behind, leading them through the hills and then they could be easily cut off from that direction.

After a good ten minutes of silent flying, Rikard uttered a command and his Windwalker drew to a halt in midair, the occasional wingbeat keeping them both suspended.

"Gather round, everyone," he called to the hunting party, shrugging the bow from his shoulder.

"Okay, listen up. We're going to approach the herd from behind that hill, rounding them into the valley. Kaia, you and the Vikings-in-training will wait for them there and then lead the hunt. Remember to only kill as many as you can eat; this herd is quite a large one if my sources are correct, and it would be wise to let them breed to support Berk in the future. Clean kills, too. We can't expect people to eat mangled meat, can we?" He smirked slightly, glancing over the trainees. "And just a quick reminder that anyone who fails to follow these orders will be on farming and sewage duty for the next month."

Astor slowed down to a stop, his thin wings flapping heavily to maintain their altitude, whilst it was extra work, both of them undoubtedly preferred staying in the air over plummeting onto the rocky terrain below. "Got it." Kaia nodded at Rikard's word, casting her gaze towards the trainees that followed. She had to admit, they were skilled but could they reproduce the same results where it really counted?

The teen pulled up her own bow that had been slung across her shoulders as the others left, tightening her hold on the worn leather grip and waving it in the air to call for attention. "This should be a relatively quick and easy hunt due to the land structure in this area. The valley that Rikard and the older hunters will be chasing the herd into doesn't allow much space for them to roam around in so I suggest that you find someplace where you'll have an accurate shot and wait until your target is in range."

Evalda shifted on her dragon, nervous and excited. Still, she couldn't help wondering how much failing this hunt would hurt her chances later on.

Evalda stared at the sheep, who were beginning to flee. Maybe she could catch them by surprise from the front. "Bryn, we're heading around them. Go the long way and catch them off guard."