[Gruff]

The showdown with Drago on the shores of Valka's Sanctuary had ended up displacing many of the dragons that called the mountain home, they all felt the death of the behemoth dragon who had protected them all for so long, and many of the dragons had found their way to new islands, places close to Berk, for those that hadn't found a place to roost on the island itself. Gruff was not helpless by any means, his senses were heightened far beyond what a normal dragon, even of his own species, would probably be, and when he was in the company of other dragons he could make his way anywhere by sound and smell alone...But all the dragons on the mountain had gone, and in the confusion of the evacuation, the sightless young dragon had gotten left behind.

He could fly, and perhaps he could follow scent to lead him there, but smells only laster so long, and his trail to Berk had run cold on this island that smelled of so many dragons and people...But none of them were familiar...Nothing struck him as family. His flight had unknowingly taken him just shy of Berk, a much longer flight than the young dragon was used to had more than taken a toll on him, and by the time he stumbled into the human markets, he was exhausted and starving, and this place carried the distinct smell of food...

...Unfortunately, the locals were not prepared to take kindly to what they took for a like a wild dragon snuffling around, and after a short chase, the young dragon was cornered, letting out frightened sounds as he felt the presence of the large men imposing in, he was too tired to fight, and he didn't want to hurt them anyway, all he could do was bare his frills at them, in a vain hope that it would be enough to scare them off.

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Coming back to the Northern Markets probably was not the greatest idea, then again she didn’t exactly intend to return. But Adelaide wanted to find out more about what was going on there with the hunter activity, especially maybe finding out who they were affiliated with. They had done some searching when they had ended up stranded there but aside from that not much has come of it. The red haired Viking was carefully leaning in the saddle from time to time, trying to peer around Seaspray as they flew and occasionally motioning with her hand for Cherub to fly down when something seemed off but never turned up with much. “It got quiet here real fast huh you two?” Adelaide remarked to the two dragons, earning a soft click and grunt respectively from the two pink colored dragons.

But, it was as they were passing over one area that they heard the sound of voices and faintly sounds that didn’t sound so human. Turning carefully in the saddle, having not fully healed from the nasty fall into the ocean a little while back, Adelaide finally peered over the tide glider, spotting the source of the noises. It appeared to be a Hobblegrunt, cornered by some angered merchants here on the island or trappers, making the young Viking worried they might harm the dragon who seemed unable to fight back or was too tired to do so. With a gentle pressure of her knees, Seaspray veered down towards the scene with Cherub following, seeming to wonder what was going on until he too saw the scene, growling in agitation at seeing such a sight.

“Seaspray, Water Spray! Cherub give them a little love!” Adelaide commanded, both dragons growling before Seaspray fired a highly pressurized water breathe and Cherub dove down before firing his own fire covered sand fireballs, allowing Adelaide to draw her weapon as Seasoray dove down, allowing her to jump off, good foot first.

She limped to the Hobblegrunt though not too close in case he was hostile. “Its alright big guy, we’re here to help you.” Adelaide tried to sooth, hoping her gentle tone would help but having her hammer ready to strike if her dragons’ attacks didn’t work.

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