The Second Attempt.

[Scratchet]

Scratchet had a new plan of action. Instead of sneaking about and stealing food, she decided she was going to create chaos in the village, *and* not get any broken bones from it.

Today it was raining. For Scratchet that meant her fire wasn't as good as it should be, but still potent nonetheless. Most of the Vikings were sheltering from the rain, apart from those who really had no choice in the matter.

Scratchet trotted along down the main street, avoiding all puddles and muddy patches, using her wings like an umbrella. She wasn't too happy about the day she wanted to show she meant business.

The viking population were busy drying themselves off, and they hadn't noticed the trouble-maker right in the middle of town. This was the stealth she needed last time when trying to steal fish. If only the days were inversed....

Despite being cold and wet, Scratchet was still determined to ruin at least one Viking's day. She blew fire around her - hoping the heat could dry things off a little. It was of no use - the rain kept on coming down. She tried to blow fire right into the sky, unfortunately as she reared her head back and opened her mouth, she ended up gagging on her own smoke. The mass of smoke unfurled itself around the vicinity.

"Maybe they'll think a fire's started with all this smoke!" Scratchet spluttered. She let out a nice loud roar. It was time to party.

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Curtis would be walking around the town seeing if he would find some sort of cover. He couldn't find any cover really from where he was. He would look over at Slity. "Well. Can't Find anywhere." Slity would extend his wings covering Curtis from the rain. "Heh. Thanks Slity." Curtis would sit down, The ground was wet but he didn't mind it. He was hoping this would let up soon so he could make his way home.

As Curtis looked around the soaked village he would notice a Nadder in the midst of all the rain. He had watched it for abit wondering what it was up to. When he saw it try to breath fire He laughed abit. Why would it try to breath fire during the rain pouring down? He didn't know but it was amuseing to him. When he heard it roar it was abit intersting. He watched the the Nadder carfully. He was hoping it wouldn't turn around and notice he was watching it. If it did happen to turn around, He was sure it wouldn't try to attack him or anything. If it did, Slity would have the upper hand. No fire shots, He had Ice breath. It would be affected much by the weather besides the fact that it might slow it down abit.

[Scratchet]

The weather was dampening most of the senses of the Nadder. The rain didn't carry smell, and the ambient sound made it harder to hear.

Realising nobody was interested, she turned around in a scowl at her second failure, until a white dragon came into view from her blind spot. She froze. She wasn't going to disturb a fellow dragon, especially one which looked a lot like a Night Fury, a dragon that commanded a lot of respect. But then, noticing how it's wing was stuck out at an odd angle, she saw it - a human, using the dragon as a shelter.

Her mouth pulled back into a giddy grin, revealing a couple more white sharp teeth. She trotted over daintily, completely ignoring the dragon and shoved her huge fat nose into the human's personal bubble. Sure, she couldn't see him now, but that was all the better. She'd rather guess what he was feeling, it was fun that way. Now her nose was under the cover of the dragon's wing, she could smell the human crystal clear. He didn't smell bad like the majority of vikings around here either.

Despite being in the human's personal space and possibly squishing him so he couldn't move, her eyes were still out in the rain, and they were watching the dragon intently, in case it took offense.

"Is this your human?" She asked the smaller dragon. She must have looked incredibly stupid; a large Deadly Nadder poking it's head under the wing of a white fear, with it's butt in the air for balance and wings above it's body sheltering it from the rain. To a human her question would sound like a series of grumbles, groans and growls.

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Curtis' eyes would kinda widen as the Nadder moves his face into his. He was curious on what it was planning on doing. As long as it didn't eat him. He was good. He would examine the Nadder. Nothing seemed out of place, or odd looking so he guess that the dragon was perfectly fine.

Slity would look over at Scratchet and the would look at Curtis as he heard her question. "Yes, He happens to be my Human." Slity would perk his ears up at the Deadly nadder for a moment. "Who are you excatly?" Slity would look at Scratchet and he shot a small peice of ice at the ground infront of himself. He was keeping himself amused while he waited for the nadder to respond to his question. After Scratchet would respond with her awnser he would think for a moment. Curtis and Slity seemed to think alot in their minds. "Hmm. What are you doing?"

Curtis would listen to the two speak to eachother. He didn't seem like he needed to be on his guard about anything. He look at Slity then at the Nadder as they talked to eachother.

[Scratchet]

Scratchet shot upright at the dragon's question. Who doesn't know about Scratchet? She had to be probably one of the most annoying dragons in the area! And she was proud of it!
"For your information," She started, "I am Scratchet, one of the prettiest Nadders around!" At this she scowled at the sky, because she felt that the rain was ruining her physical appearance, and in turn her first impressions. "May I know what you are called?"

She noticed the White Fear spit a lump of ice and snow onto the ground. Hmm... He breathes ice? Scratchet thought. She blew her fire at the ice and melted it to nothing. She laughed at this. Serves him right for being ignorant of my awesomeness! She contined thinking.

"And I am here," She spoke out loud, with devilishly toothy grin, "To be a royal nuisance!" At this she caught Curtis at the scruff of his shirt, making sure she wasn't pinching any skin (since she doesn't want to get onto the dragon's bad side), and stole him out into the rain. She was still laughing behind her closed maws. She proceeded to drop him in a large muddy puddle.

"Oh, I feel much better now." She said triumphantly. "Now I'm not the only one to look and feel terrible because of the weather." And I have succeeded in making some mischief too! She thought to herself. She wouldn't be suprised if that brilliant white dragon came over and knocked her over in the mud too, so she mounted the top of a house. She stuck her tongue out at them.

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Curtis would get up and would wipe the mud off himself. He glared abit at the Nadder and went up to it. Curtis Flicked a small spot on the Nadder's nose, It would be a somewhat sensitive spot. "Mess with me Nadder.." Curtis would walk back to Slity and would wipe the rest of the mud off himself.

Slity would look over at Scratchet. He was kinda suprised that she did that, He laughed to himself though. Slity would look over at the rain then back to Scratchet. "Well, You don't look terrible anyways, And I feel atad sad about this rain. Can't fly anywhere." Curtis would lower his ears to a more relaxed postion. "But I don't think Curtis is happy with you now. Try not to get on his bad side." Slity would laugh abit as he said this.

The rain would let up just abit, You would be able to see abit farther now. Curtis didn't look amused as he wiped the mud off his Clothing. Slity would think. "Sorry.. Im Slity, Im from far south."

[Scratchet]

Scratchet was surprised at their reactions. She was expecting the dragon to act protective towards his human and aggressive. Instead it was the human who had flicked her nostril, and a stifled snort from his dragon as if he was trying to hide laughter. The nose flicking didn't taunt her - it hurt, but she found his reaction funny anyway. She looked at the white dragon from her vantage point on top of the thatched roof. She also noticed beady viking-eyes peering from ajar shutters next to the action. She was getting attention. Perfect.

Scratchet puffed out her chest proudly, raising her head magnificently at Slity's compliment. "Why thank you! And yes, this weather is terrible. I was hoping for it to be nicer weather so I could annoy more Vikings, but I guess you have to make do with what you've got." From what she could tell, Scratchet and Slity were cool despite what happened.

She gave a short laugh. "Get on his bad side? I was more worried about getting on YOUR bad side! I mean look at you; you're like some super snazzy flying aerobatic dragon that shoots ice!" She sniggered again as she saw curtis under one of the porches of a hut, still wiping mud off of him.

"You're from the south? Never been down there. I'm born and raised on this island. Oops hang on, I have a duty to attend to." She said, emitting another rumble of laughter as she hopped back onto the street, and pushed Curtis from his shelter back into the rain. "We don't get shelter, so we must be on equal grounds." She cackled again, this was really going to get on his nerves.

Another idea came into mind. "Hey, Slity, make your human think you're on his side, and we'll pull an amazing prank on him or something at the end. Pretend to fight me in defense of your friend!" This was going to be good.