Let it Fly - Arrows story

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Let it Fly



"Let it Fly" is a story about an adventurous young woman named Arrowalker Orion finding herself, or rather, creating herself.  As she journeys to find her parents, her journey is halted, however, as she comes across a beast that would change her life forever.  Over time, the two souls bond, and an unbreakable friendship is created.  Arrowalker returns home with her new-found companion, and her life finally calms, and becomes somewhat ordinary. 
Yet, as time passed, she became unsatisfied.  Arrowalker still hadn't found her parents, nor herself.  So, with the help of a new being, she journeys farther than any Viking dared, once again leaving her home and the people it sheltered, behind.  Along the duos travels, allies are found, and enemies are forged.  Will Arrow find her parents, and discover her true destiny? Or will she fail to answer the many questions she dared to ask?  
This his is where I will post my OC, Arrowalker Orion's, story.  
Im trying to get more into writing, and I could find no better opportunity. So here I am. ^^
If you would like to track, please reply here only, not to the chapters, nor characters descriptions.
I doubt people would be interested in reading, but if you are, chapters will be added slowly.
This is mainly for myself, and to improve my own writing skills, so constructive criticism is welcome.
((also, if there are any typos or misspelled words, please tell me!!))

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"Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself." 






     Arrowalker Orion didn't have a very eventful childhood, besides the fact that she grew up without the guidance of her mother and father, Aideen and Fintan  Orion.  She instead aged in her uncle, Ferdinand the Forgetful's, household.  Never learning much of her true parents, she never asked about them.  Feeling as if she'd just hurt herself by wondering what they were like and who they were.  Ferdinand was the only known family left for Arrow to love and be loved by.  And she accepted this.  Her homeland was Berk, the place where dragons inhabited the skies, and the killing of them was no more.  For Arrows eighteen years of life, she looked upon dragons with admiration and envy.  For they could roam freely in the air, a place she longed to be.  She strived to see the world,  much like her own parents had desired.  She had a hunger to see what was beyond the boundaries her uncle had created, this feeling had engraved itself deep into her very heart and soul.  So much so that it would never cease its torment, always telling her "more is out there".  Ferdinand knew she felt this, as he could see the fiery passion to explore the unknown in her twinkling green eyes. The same look he saw upon his sister, Aideen's, face many years ago.  He protected Arrow and kept her sheltered so that he wouldn't see her disappear like Aideen and Fintan, he knew he couldn't live with himself if he let that happen.  Nonetheless, Arrow still desired to see what the world had in store for her.  She wanted to know many things, where her parents were, Are they alive? Dead?  The two questions that circled her mind the most were "who am I and why am I like this?"  She struggled to know who she was and what she was meant to be, and lacking the guidance of her parents made it an even more grueling task.  She felt alone, and as if there was no one else with the same burning desire as her.  Little did she know, she would find the answers to those question upon leaving Berk and all its inhabitants behind. 


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Very Interesting! ^^ 


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This wolf know how to track...

Awesome so far! I love the storyline! Can't wait to hear more!

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-Frozt Wulf, Humble Leader and founder of the Wulf Pack

"The strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack!" 

-The Law of the Wolves (Sir Rudyard Kipling)

Wulf Pack, Wulf Pack, ow, ow, aaaooo!

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Clan Banner made by Lermus (Thank you!)


A little about me:

 I am one of Jehovah's Witnesses. I try my best to live by the guidance found in the Bible and to share with others what I learned, because it's helped me and my family so much in life. You can learn more about us and find info, carrtoons, comic and videos on pretty much any topic on our official website, www.jw.org


I know ASL, and enjoy using it in music and with my deaf friends. I love acapella, Celtic, Pop, Karaoke, Owl City (pretty much everything but heavy metal and rap). On my YouTube channel IcewolfASL, I post signed version of popular songs that I like, I also sing some of them. I'v been posting recordings from SoD, with the tags, "Frozt Wulf" and or "Wulf Pack". I also plan to post videos of my fursuit progress.

I also enjoy drawing and painting art anything from real-life to landscapes, to cartoons and anthros/furries (only clean artwork, nothing suggestive at all). I'm learning how to digitally color. I'm currently in the process of making a partial fursuit of one of my characters, Icewolf, who is painted down below. So, in that light, I guess that would make me a furry. I loved 90s cartoons growing up, (Sonic the Hedgehog, Talespin, Bonkers, etc) loved Sing!, Zootopia and HTTYD 1 & 2, RTTE and I have been to the Live Arena Show back in January 2011. (Regretably I can't find my photos... >_<) Except these few:


Holographic nadder print from the Liva Arena Show.

Toothless! Plasma Blast! (fibre optic glows in for differeent colors; I will take it with me to see HTTYD3)

Sorry, bud...there's no fish in there!

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Artwork done by other vikings of me and my dragons:


Blizzard and Me, drawn by my wolf bro, GreyWolf53! Thank you so much!


Copykat being a good sport at my poor puns XD. Drawn by the talented ArrowWalker TYSM!


Mirra, my Titan Razorwhip, as drawn by the rocker on campus, FireNightStar! We both really loved this drawing! TYSM!

Blue wolf made by ShiroKageFox (Thank you so much for this beautiful wolf!)

Some art work examples:


Frozt Wulf with a local wolf named Humphrey (drawn by me)


Harold the Western Wolf (one of my anthro characters)


Seán na Lapaíoighir (Irish for John of the Ice Paws), aka Icewolf (my fursona) along with a good friend Tigra Relampaga (This is in acryllic)

The Furry Vikings of the Wulf Pack on Icestorm Island. These are most of the clan elders ith 2 members out of a total of 30. (2 of our new members, Trumpet and Glitch the Raccoon, had joined the pack after this was already in the works, so I may do a drawing of them at a later time as I catch up on other projects)

Yes, I'm happy to say that I'm a furry, who is also makes some YouTube videos irl. My fursona is a 3rd generation Irish Wolf named Seán na Lapaíoighir, meaning John of the Ice Paws, in Irish Gaelic. My nickname is Icewolf and my YouTube channel is IcewolfASL. (Anyone else here on Berk also a furry?)


For Kristal Winter one of the winners of a past quiz contest.


My Dragons: I have about 46 currently and will post pictures as I get them. Unfortunately, their backstories...were deleted, so, I'll be progressively adding them when I have time.


Kryos, my Wooly Howl, saved my life on Impossible Island. What a cool, loyal dragon! He's really skilled at racing too!

Here's a drawing of Kryos done by Fen FireNation from the SoD Discord. Thanks so much for drawing him so well!

Me and Blizzard enjoying the Northern Lights on Icestorm Island. Art by Jewelex of the Wulf Pack (aka CrystalGuitars1214 on Discord). TYSM!



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Great so far! Tracking!! :)


Above painting of Frytha with my BF, Kylie, (a.k.a. Werewolfgirl1253) by the amazing Pixel! Thank you!!! <3


Art of my Viking, Frytha, and my Sand Wraith, Sapphire, by the talented Duckei! :D


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Biotech: 35% robot

Cyber Ability: Boosts up running speed by the wheels under its front feet and the jets on its back feet/Jet ability also boosts up speed in flight/Can change the wheels under its front feet into saws and throw them like boomerangs

This is my hacker-hunting cyber Woolly Howl, by our leader, Megaboltpheonix


Coldsnap and Frytha by the fantastic Varku ! Thanks!!!! :D


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My OCs

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 Frytha Ericson




Lyvra Winterborne




Diantha Dreamcall

Alfhild Asgerson




Ragnor Darkhelm



Bjorn Bergström




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My Art (at least so far):









Amazing edit of my monstrous nightmare Fira by Zitka. Thank you so much!








Amazing edit of my Deadly Nadder Lightningsky by Zitka. I love it!!!!!!!







My Night Fury oc, Moonglow, by the amazing Cocopuppy, thank you!!!!!



About me:

Personality: lazy, picky, shy, nosy

Favorite dragon: Tide Glider, Sand Wraith, and Flightmare

My hobbies: I am a pretty good drawer, I love reading, and, most of all, love playing SoD and other dragon games.

Main dragons: Sundance the Tide Glider, Moonrise the Sand Wraith, Stormbolt the Skrill.

Favorite place in game: Berk Docks

Weapon(s) of choice for oc: Metal axe like Heathers, bows and arrows

I love to role play - pm me if you want to role play together or something. I'm always open to new ideas :)

Favorite place to visit: my couch 






Dragon 1. Female Deadly Nadder named Lightningsky (titan)

Dragon 2. Female Whispering Death named Golden mist (adult)

Dragon 3. Male Monstrous Nightmare named Firestorm (adult)

Dragon 4. Male Hideos Zippleback named Sparkle Spike (adult)

Dragon 5. Male Gronckle Named Silver Stone (adult)

Dragon 6. Female Devilish Dervish named Ragestorm (adult)

Dragon 7. Female Gronckle named Rocklette (adult)

Dragon 8. Female Stormcutter named Stormblaze (adult)

Dragon 9. Male Thunderdrum named Thunderglory (adult)

Dragon 10. Male Groncicle named Icicle (adult)

Dragon 11. Male Razorwhip named Hurricane (adult)

Dragon 12. Female Razorwhip named Wintershield (adult)(expansion pack was glitch gave me two razorwhips instead of one but I don't care)

Dragon 13. Female Deathsong named Melody (adult)

Dragon 14. Male Armorwing named Armor Kelp (adult)

Dragon 15. Male Whispering Death named Razorcrusher (adult)

Dragon 16. Male Thunderdrum named Thunder Wave (adult)

Dragon 17. Female Single Tail named Diamond Wind (adult)

Dragon 18. Female Eruptodon named Sparkrystal (adult)

Dragon 19. Male thunderdrum named Thunderash (adult)

Dragon 20. Female Snow Wraith named Snowfluff (adult)

Dragon 21. Female Quaken named Air Crumble (adult)

Dragon 22. Male Sweet Death named Sugarrush (adult)

Dragon 23. Male Screaming Death named Firescream (adult)

Dragon 24. Female Hideos Zippleback named Bow and Arrow (titan)

Dragon 25. Male Prickleboggle named Cucumber (adult)

Dragon 26. Male Hobblegrunt named Airdew (adult)

Dragon 27. Female Raincutter named Aireign (adult)

Dragon 28. Female Monstrous Nightmare named Darkfyre (adult)

Dragon 29. Female Tide Glider named Sundance (adult)

Dragon 30. Female Thunderpede named Lavacrash (teen)

Dragon 31. Male Deathsong named Harmony (teen)

Dragon 32. Male Thunderpede named Blackice (baby)

Dragon 33. Male Sand Wraith named Moonrise (adult)

Dragon 34. Female Skrill named Stormbolt (teen)

Dragon 35. Male Mudraker named Earthlake (teen)

Dragon 36. Male Moldruffle named Mudslide (teen)

Dragon 37. Female Shivertooth named Sparkle light (teen)

Dragon 38. Male Sliquifier named Seadance (teen)




One thing to make clear: I REALLY LOVE DRAGONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


My background story for my main OC

Backstory: Sonora was a very exciting girl. She was just a toddler when she learned of Dragon Fighting. She was five, and didn't understand anything. But she went along with it. Soon, a terrible storm hit, her parents were putting her and her two year old sister into the cellar to stay safe, when a huge wave of flood from the ocean threw down the door and washed away the house, as well as the crate where she, her sister Elira, and all the supplies in their (an axe, food for a week, fresh water, rope, swords, bow and arrow, other Viking stuff, spare change of clothes for everyone in the family, blankets, flint and steel, and a yak hair tent) were washed away to sea. Her parents most likely drowned, and although they couldn't swim, Sonora turned out to be a natural. Soon lulled to sleep by the waves, she curled her sister toward herself and slept. In the morning, as the sun shined into the crate, Sablie saw a remote island not far away. She jumped out of the box, this being a mistake for she didn't expect the ocean water, grabbed the side of the box, and kicked her legs with all her might, holding on for dear life. She paddled in the direction of the island, and got to the shore. Slowly placing the tent far up the shore like her parents taught her, she made quite a cozy home. Starting a fire with flint and steel and driftwood, she took some meat she found in the crate, and cooked it, and mashed up part of it for Elira, who was now crying. Cradling her and feeding her the meat, Elira slowly went to sleep. What she didn't realize is that the crying had attracted a dragon. When she heard a roar, she ran outside with a lightweight sword to defend herself and sister. When she got outside, she saw a rare Sand Wraith. It stood outside, cocking its head at the tent. Sablie dropped her sword as she was shaking terribly. The dragon looked at her, and nuzzled his nose to her. Looking the dragon in full eyes, she didn't see evilness. She just saw warmness. Reaching out her hand, the dragon touched it with his nose. Hugging the dragon and crying, she fell asleep under his wing. She woke up around noon, and found no sign of the dragon. Thinking it was a dream, she gathered the rest of the supplies and took them into the tent when she heard the beating of wings behind her. It wasn't a dream after all! The dragon slowly dropped what he had in his claws, which were fish! Food! Sonora smiled and hugged the dragon. The dragon bent down and extended his wing for her. Un surely, she climbed onto his back, and he took OF on a calm flight around the island. She returned to find her sister crying again, and shushed her gently. After cooking the fish, she mashed more for her sister and gave the dragon his share too. That night the dragon didn't leave the tent, and slept next to it, keeping it warm. After a few days, they moved to a clearing near a spring, with lots of saplings. Using the axe, Sablie cut a big wood pile by the house. Every day at the rise of the moon she went flying with the Sand Wraith, and that is why she named him Moonrise.
When she was seven and her sister was four, she was scouting in the wilderness for any deer she could hunt, when she stumbled against a d.ead Razorwhip and four eggs. She kneeled down and felt each of the eggs, and she couldnt feel a heart beat in the first three. In the fourth one though, she could feel a faint heart beat. She took all four eggs home anyway, and when she came to the tent where Elira was rolling in the sand with Moonrise and cooking lunch, she felt an egg shake. Calling her sister over, she set the egg down in front of her sister, and the egg completely split apart. A baby Razorwhip fell out, and Elira immediately fell in love with her. Naming the baby Razwhipway, the two haven't been seperated since. The rest of the eggs never hatched, though Sablie didn't give it up until a week later, when she broke them in half to use as bowls.     (I included this part of the story because it means a lot to me, and helps understand the ending better)
Sonora was ten and Elira was seven, when a bad storm hit. The next morning, Sonora steeped out of the wooden shack she built to find her beach much destroyed. Calling her sister and Razwhipway (who was now a broad wing) to help clean up when she saw a peculiar sight. A shiny pink body was laying on the beach. It was a Tide Glider. She was a beauty. Calling Moonrise to help her, she pulled the Tide Glider into the yard (which was pretty much beach). When the poor dragon woke up, she looked around, then finally, deciding we weren't a threat, spit at herself. Everyone started in shock at the dragon. She whipped around and looked at us. Her wounds were gone, and we couldn't stop staring (even Moonrise and Razwhipway). Sonora slowly approached her with a sea bass. Not taking her eyes of Sablie, the dragon ate, and accepted a green plant dragons seem to like. After that, she stared at Sablie, and slowly reached out to touch her hand. Sundance was named for the way she danced in the sun, in the mornings. There were now three dragons living with them.
It had been a year since peace was brought to Berk from the dragons, although Sonora didn't know it. She was fourteen years old, and now even Razwhipway could fly. They used hand made saddles from deer skin and boar tusks with wild dyes. Sablie was flying Moonrise around the islands, when she noticed a black dragon that she had never seen before. She of course, knew most of the dragons on her island, and this was one she had never seen. Munching on an apple, she decided to make friends and find out the full look. This dragon was faster than Moonrise, which was a surprise since he was the only Sand Wraith and fastest dragon on the island. She landed where she saw the black dragon land, but was shocked! There was a rider standing next to the dragon saying "This is a new island bud. Do you sense any trouble?" The black dragon snorted, and turned in her direction, where she was concealed behind the trees. The Dragon walked over to the trees now, and pushed Sablie over so she fell in the riders view. He looked as shocked as her. He looked at her and said "Hello, we are friends and don't want to hurt you,". Sablie was scared as she was the time she saw Moonrise for the first time. "Who are you," she managed to say "What do you want from my island," The stranger looked at her and said " My name is Hiccup, and we are not going to take anything from this island. We will help you if you want us to",. Feeling she could trust him, she told him her story, and about Moonrise, who was happily playing with the Black dragon, who looked surprisingly like Moonrise. Afterward she brought him to the shack, where he met Elira, Razwhipway and Sundance, and he told them about Berk. "I think we used to live on Berk, at least that is what mommy said," said Sablie, "But how? I thought Berk fought dragons,". So Hiccup told her about the peace, and Toothless. Finding that they did want to go back to Berk, Hiccup stayed the night, then helped them to Berk, and helping them build a good big Viking hut with stables and get fresher weapons. They had lived peacefully at Berk ever since.


My viking, Sablie, by mangopopcorn. Thank you sooooooooo much!













My favorite dragon pics. Not by me. Enjoy :)



















My main dragons: 


Racing : Moonrise, my award winning Sand Wraith (if Vikings do have any awards)





Adventuring: Sundance, my intelligent Tide Glider 





Battle: Cucumber, my very aggressive Prickleboggle 


















I love dogs!!!








My sister really annoyed me today......




I have a perscription.....

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Joined: 03/11/2017
Ch 1-DNR


Chapter 1



vætki einn





    On a cool, Autumn morning, Berkians awoke as the sun crested over the horizon and shed its rays upon the village.  Ferdinand the Forgetful had awoke to terrible terrors chirping and the sound of tiptoeing footsteps making their way through the house and past his small room.  Followed by the creaking open of his abodes hickory door and the click of it being closed.  He rose from his stiff wooden bed after a prolonged period of time, swinging his legs over the side and staying in that position as if to ready himself for the eventful day.  Bringing his hand up and wiping in across his wrinkled and heavily whiskered face, he emitted an exasperated sigh.  Standing and throwing on his usual armor,  he stepped to his door, quietly opening it and turning to his left, looking at a half open door at the end of the rickety house.  Walking towards it he took a deep breath and stopped with his arm outstretched.  His eyes were staring at the floor beneath his feet, contemplating if he should or shouldn't open the door.  He shut his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth and re-opened his eyes.  Mind still foggy from his night of restless sleep, he shifted forward, opening the door.  He looked upon the unmade bed in the furthest corner of the room to see it unoccupied, and dressers empty of its owners few belongings.  He shuffled halfheartedly to a small desk beside the bed, a piece of paper weighed down by a small rock with ancient writing engraved into its being catching his eye.  His shaky hand lifted the steel and set it aside, taking the piece of paper and sitting on the bed.  His dark green eyes scanned over the paper and slowly tears threatened to spill onto the charcoal writing.  He looked up and away from the tattered paper after reading its contents and looked out the small window.  He brought his hand up to stroke his graying beard, then dropped it back onto his lap.  He moved his head, looking back at the paper.  A small smile made its way to his lips, as seeing his beloved nieces handwriting made him think of the evening before, a time of both heartache and felicity.
    "Uncle?" Ferdinand shifted his eyes from the crackling fire he was sat in front of and to the figure standing in the open doorframe to find the owner of the feminine voice. "Where were you? You've been gone all day."  His thick Irish accent failing to sound intimidating, as he was more relieved than angry.  The owner of the figures voice stepped inside, shutting the door behind her, blocking the cold winter wind from entering.  She slid down her fur lined hood and lifted her bag that rested across her torso over her head and made her way to the small dining table while saying "I know uncle..but look what I found!" Excitement started to fill her voice, and her eyes started to shine and twinkle with the light of the fire.  Ferdinand stood and made his way to her, examining what she had in her hand.  "Look at this, do you see the writing?  It's hundreds of years old, older than the last one I found!  I can just go a little farther an-"  Ferdinand cut her short, sticking his hand in the air to cease her talking.  "Arrow." he said looking at her, seeing the striking curiosity in her eyes made him smile, as it reminded him of his sisters own wondering orbs.  "You have went out everyday for the past three weeks.  Maybe it's time to take a rest, atleast sit and have supper with me, hm?"  He raised a thick eyebrow in question, Arrow nodded and layed the stone on her bag as it lay on the table.  "Yes uncle."  She replied.  She turned and walked toward their makeshift kitchen after taking one last glance at the stone.  She started to wonder.  Why was she like this? Always getting caught up in small adventures and not spending time with the Viking that raised her.  Yet she rebelled anyway.  "You cant do this forever, you know."  Her voice was in a quiet whisper, afraid of the reaction she would receive.  "Do what?" "Keep me here." She quickly responded.  Ferdinand looked at her then signed lightly, knowing this faithful day would come.  The day she truly started to wonder, and desire a larger adventure.  The day he had to tell her the truth she deserved.  "I know." "Then why can't I leave Berk?  Don't get me wrong, I love this place, its my home, but.."  Arrow stopped herself as she looked at her uncle, he had a small smile on his face and a cocked brow.  "You know, your just like your parents. Sit."  Hearing this confused her, as she never knew much, or heard much of her parents.  He pulled out a chair and gestured for her to sit, as he grabbed a chair of his own and sat down, the chair groaned under his weight, making Arrow giggle at the slightest.  "Now." Ferdinand shifted in his chair and folded his hands together.  "Do you remember the tale I told you of Niflheim when you were a babe?"  Arrows eyes lit up brighter than ever and a smile grew upon her thin lips.  "Of course! The tale of an ancient place covered in only ice and frozen tundra! A place filled to the brim with jewels an-"  Ferdinand emitted a thunderous chuckle and Arrow ceased her excited rambling with a slight blush creeping over her complexion.  "Yes, yes.  That's the place."  Arrow furrowed her brows as her uncle slowly became serious and cleared his throat.  "Well, I have something to tell you.  I should have told you long ago, but I think now you are more than ready.."  He paused.  Seeing his nieces curious expression, he continued.  "Niflheim isn't just a story I told you when you were a wee babe, Arrow. Its real. And It's the final place your parents traveled to."  Arrow took in the information, never really knowing how her parents disappeared.  Not knowing they even traveled out of Berk.  She had been told they went fishing on the ocean around Berk and never returned, believing a Tidal Class dragon had took them to the dark depths of the sea.  And she believed it.  She never knew of the desire for adventure they had, or the dangerous travels they partook in.  She looked at her uncle, wondering why she was being told this now.  She watched as he opened up his fist, revealing an amethyst stone with a note attached to it.  "Arrowalker, your parents..were just like you."    
(If there are any typos or misspelled words, please tell me. ^^)  
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Dear Everybody,


I have hurt people too much to stay here. Every moment I am here, I risk hurting someone. For this reason, I am leaving. I may return, but only time will tell. Thank you all for being patient with me. This experience has taught me so much. 


I am still online here, so if you ever want to talk, message me. 


I sincerely apologize to everyone I've hurt. 



Goodbye everyone. 



"If you need me, I'll be there."





The loneliness grows with each passing day, threatening to consume me. 
Each time I close my eyes, all I see is the darkness growing inside me. 

And so the new year comes and the new year goes. I'm sitting here and the darkness grows.

Despite all the times a hurt you, it was always to maybe earn the approval of someone. 
I see now, that I will never earn anyone's approval. I've given up. 
And so the shattered pieces of my heart, that I once thought I had together, shatter once more. 
And when I find the pieces, I will put them back together. And although it may be more difficult to see through, and more rough, I'll at least have comfort in knowing that at least it's together. 
Because what makes us strong is not how well we put ourselves together after being broken. It's how many times we've been broken, and we're still standing here to say "We did it. We came back. We're here and we're alive. We made it."
So someday I may rise again, and I may greet you with joy. 
Because no matter how many times the darkness tries to break me apart, I will come come back, a little bit more bruised, a few more cuts. 
A little bit stronger. 







Dear Everyone who won't trust Rebell,



    You need to stop. So maybe Rebell has a similar art style. So maybe they claim that they are not Archer but is a friend of hers. So what?

But maybe Rebell is telling the truth. Maybe, somewhere, there's a budding artist, who just wants to draw things for others, but people won't stop harrasing them, saying they are a liar, saying they are a cheater, saying they are an untrustworthy and slimey eel.

Maybe you have plenty reason to think what you do, but I have one thing to say. Why not give them the benefit of the doubt? Why not trust them? Why not believe them? Why not support them, even if they are Archer? Why not be kind?

Because they don't deserve it? Well, if we got what we deserved, we would all be long since dead. Why not treat others how you would want to be treated?


Why not choose to belive?




                                            One tear in the dropping rain

                                             One voice in a sea of pain

                                             Could the Maker of the stars

                                             Hear the sound of my breaking heart? :,-(



                                            For RheiTheBrave^^ You will always be missed.


Signature under construction! 


I am on the Snow Wraith, Rheithebrave is on the Deathsong, on the Stormcutter is Kasanelover and the Woolly Howl (actually a Svalbard Howl) is Shirokagefox!

this photo was taken by the fabulous Titan Sandwraith rider, Saigner!

this was really fun guys. Thank you so much!





Signature banners made by VexyLu


By Arrowalker^^



Star and all her dragons by FireNightStar^^
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Joined: 03/11/2017
Ch. 2-DNR

Chapter 2 



inn ferð framar 
     Arrowalker was frozen in her spot, eyes forgetting to blink as they were wide and bewildered.  Her heartbeat had seemed to cease, and time stand still.  She was trying to process the information she had been told, eyes darting around the wooden floor then back to her uncle as his quiet voice spoke up once again.  "Your parents..Johann found their boat as he was making his way back to Berk..It was set aflame, and he found these in what was once your mothers bag.  This was all that was left, Arrow.  It was meant for your eighteenth birthday, they wanted to give it to you..but.."  His pained eyes looked at his palm, holding the parchment and glistening purple stone.  Arrow looked down at them slowly, her shaking hand reached to grab them but she stopped herself.  Her breath was stuck in her throat, and she let out a gasp as her nimble hand quickly snatched up the tattered and slightly burned paper, along with the stone.  "Why..?" She asked, fist clenching the new materials.  "Why have you kept this a secret for 15 years..."  Arrows parents had went on their trip when she was only three, she never did comprehend or remember why it was they had never returned until she got to the age of six, when lies started to spill from her Uncles lips.  "I..I never wanted to hurt you Arrow..I didn't want to see you leave like your parents and never return.."  The grown man sounded like an upset child, beckoning his mother not to get mad at him for breaking a vase.  Arrow had stood from her chair, and Ferdinand scrambled up as he spoke, becoming a broken mess.  Arrow saw his state and soon pieced together her entire life.  Why she was forbidden to leave, why her uncle was so protective.  It all made sense now, and her eyes, glassy from threatening tears, looked up to her uncle with realization, her soul calming. 
    Ferdinand held a desperate expression on his own features. Arrow knew, he begged for her forgiveness for all the lies and fibs her life was made to be.  Her face softened, and she truly saw how much Ferdinand loved her.  She walked over to him and threw her toned arms over his neck without a word, shutting her eyes, a few stray tears finding their way down her rosy cheeks. The two parted after their tender moment, and Arrow wiped her eyes with the back of her ivory hand.  She turned back to the materials in her clammy palm. "Who..What killed them..?"  Arrows uncle cringed as this was the question he didn't want her to ask.  For if he answered truthfully, he knew she would leave Berk.  "Was it a dragon..?"  Arrows eyes looked into her uncles intensely, begging for an answer.  He gave in and let out a sigh.  "There..It..Johann found this.."  He stuck his hand up, telling her to stay put.  He descended down into the houses cellar, and a short while later, returned with something new in his hand.  His entire being was shaken, and he gave a tattered piece of cloth to his niece.  She layed the previous things on their dining table, and took the cloth from her uncles gruff hands.  "What is this..." Her voice was a mere whisper, as her green orbs traveled across the symbol that was on the cloth.  The Ægishjálmr symbol was etched into the brown stitching.  "This symbol, it means 'countenance of terror'.."  Her thumb ran over the embroidery, and she looked at her uncle as he spoke once more.  "They were on their way back here when they were..." He paused, and inhaled.  "They had found Niflheim, yet didn't take anything but that stone.  All they desired was to see that it existed.  That stone.." He pointed to the dining table where the amethyst jewel lay, "is the only proof of its existence.."  Arrow placed a hand on her head and sat back in her previous chair, Ferdinand eyeing her worriedly.  She shut her orbs in thought, as she tried to decipher what this all meant.  In a few moments time, she opened her eyes abruptly, shooting up from her chair, fist clenched around the cloth bearing the Ægishjálmr symbol.  "No one is known to bare this symbol.."  Arrow began to pace back and forth, staring at her feet with her dark brows knitted together.  Being a master at solving puzzles and mysteries, she was trying to untangle this new one she found herself betrothed in.  "My parents were on their way home from Niflehim.."  She looked down at the cloth, her eyes growing darker as she conveyed an anger she never knew she held inside of her soul.  "They were killed..intentionally..Why else would this be there, they would not bare this symbol themselves."  Her voice grew louder with each word, she held up the cloth as she spoke.  "Someone who bared this symbol killed them, most likely because my parents were the only beings to find Niflheim..Somehow..Somehow this was there.  I do not believe it just happened to be there or was a coincidence.  They must have fought back in some way, and this was left behind."  She was convinced of her theory, and held a passionate and determined gleam in her dark green eyes.  "I must find out who killed my parents."  Arrowalker Orion now had a true reason to leave her home, something much deeper than the simple thrill of adventure.  She felt a desire to find more of her parents, and, their killer.  
(If there are any typos or misspelled words please tell me! ^^)
Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 03/11/2017

Chapter 3




hjartaþófi sannligrvel
    Arrow quickly grabbed all of her things from the table in her arms, and headed to her room, the house creaking with her steps.  She laid her messenger bag, along with the stone, parchment she has yet to read, and cloth.  She walked over to a corner of her small room, picking up a large leather bag, heaving it over her shoulder.  She lugged it to her bed, then began to gather all the materials one would need for a long journey.  She hadn't noticed Ferdinand in the doorway, watching her every move with sorrow.  She turned feeling eyes gazing upon her, and her determined look ceased as she saw tears running down her uncles whiskered face.  He wasn't a man to cry, but over his niece he would bawl.  Her heart broke, and she layed a spare shirt she had in her hands down on her unmade bed.  "Uncle.." She began, yet he smiled at her and stepped forward to stop her words while wiping his tears away.  "You must do this Arrow.  I cannot..I will not stop you."  Arrow looked up at the burly man with large eyes, feeling as if she was the six year old who listened to the mans stories once more.  Her bottom lip started to quiver and she looked away, not enjoying it when another saw her cry.  "I..I.."  She couldn't find words.  For she knew he was right.  She needed to do this, she felt obligated to.  Ferdinand placed a large hand on her shoulder, making her look up at him with her glassy orbs.  "Pack your things, you will set out tomorrow.  Take this-" He grabbed her hand and placed something cold in her palm. "-with you.  It will guide you.  I've taught you how to use the stars if you were to get lost, but this..this will point you where you need to go.  Trust in it, and you will find what you truly desire."  His calm voice made Arrow tilt her head.  She looked down into her palm to see a compass rose, intricate metal work around the edges, and a blurry glass casing over the top to protect the water stained parchment inside. "N, E, S, and W" was inked in large letters on the other side of the glass.  "A..compass..It sounded rather magical the way you explained it to me."  She held a sceptical look upon her features as she examined the object.  "Who said its not?"  Ferdinand's bushy eyebrow raised as Arrow looked upon him with wonder.  She was one to believe in any fairytale, so she slowly grinned and ran her thumb over the dusty contraption in admiration.  "This has been in the family for generations, I had forgotten about it until today.  Do not lose it!"  The man pointed a finger in his nieces direction jokingly as he emitted a blundering laugh, making Arrow giggle herself.  She sighed at his forgetfulness but soon took her mind elsewhere. "Thank you, I will keep it safe."  She placed the compass inside her messenger bag, then turned to her uncle as the room grew uncomfortably quiet.  "I will help you gather some supplies."  Ferdinand smiled sadly upon the young woman, turning to leave the room.  "Thank you.." Arrow said quietly.  "Your very welcome, dear."  "No..for telling me.  For preparing me..for raising me..and making me who I am today."  Ferdinand had turned himself back around.  A genuine smile growing across his face, as he stepped to arrow and placed both his hands on her shoulders.  "I did not make you who you are.  You made you who you are.  And your still making yourself, Arrow."  She thought upon his words with narrowed eyes, then let out a quiet laugh as she began to cry, not caring who saw her at the moment.  "I love you, uncle."  She jumped up and hugged her arms around his neck, as he looked with wide eyes upon her actions.  Hugs from Arrow were never this heartfelt.  He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.  "I love you to."  He said, feeling as if Arrow was his own daughter in that moment.  "Now."  The gruff man said, "let's pack your things."  
   The night had been filled with gathering dried meats, healing herbs and other necessities for Arrows journey.  She had no idea how long this would take her, she thought atleast a few months.  With each passing minute, her heart began to pound harder against her ribs.  Yet, she didn't know if it was with excitement or fear.  "I think your all set."  Ferdinand spoke, as the pair stood in front of the large leather tote, now filled with needed materials.   "You will leave before dawn tomorrow, that is the best time for sailing.  You will take my boat, I know it isn't much, but, Bessy is the best thing you'll ever find! Been with me for years!"  His chipper attitude enlightened Arrow, as well as the name of his boat.  Arrow grinned and shook her head slightly.  "Thank you."  Ferdinand looked upon Arrow, who was looking at him.  He nodded slightly, and let out a sigh.  The two just looked around for a minute, rather awkwardly.  Then Arrow yawned, making Ferdinand smile and slap her shoulder gently.  It was nearing midnight, stars danced about through the clouds in the chilling atmosphere. "You best be off to bed, you've got a long day ahead of you tomorrow."  "Day..more like months."  Arrow thought to herself.  She ran a hand through her tangled chocolate hair and smiled at her uncle.  "Sounds like a plan."  She said, eyes beginning to droop.  "You uh..you stay safe out there.  Take your axe, always keep it by your side.  Oh! And remember what I told you about wild dragons, they will not harm you-" "if you do not harm them."  Arrow finished his sentence.  "I know uncle."  Arrow said while giggling.  "I know."  The laughing ceased, and Arrow emitted another yawn.  "Off to bed."  Her uncle shooed her as he stepped to her door, neither of them were good with "good-byes" or "see you later's".  Arrow sat on her bed and took off her boots.  "Goodnight Uncle."  She spoke quietly,  "Goodnight my dear.."  Ferdinand said, he shut her door and made his way to his own room.  The night for the pair was restless, and neither slept.  Arrow had spent most of her night writing a farewell letter to her uncle, as she could express her feelings much better through writing.  Once arrow had finished, she laid her charcoal pencil on her lap, and read over her letter.  
"Dear Uncle,
   I cannot express my gratitude towards you enough.  Not only for letting me take this journey, but for raising me, teaching me and preparing me.  For I know what all of that means now.  I thank you for the life you've given me for these eighteen years.  You have treated me like a daughter in the absence of my mother and father.  You have kept me out of harms way.  I thank you for everything you have done for me.  I love you as much as a daughter would love her parents,  never doubt that.  Tomorrow morning, I will be absent from our abode. I do not know how long I will be gone.  Make sure to keep the chickens corralled, the dark red one likes to get out sometimes.  Stay safe for me while you create new masterpieces, will you?  They can get a bit dangerous.  I promise I will stay safe for you as well.  Even in my absence, know that I am always with you.  
Ps.  Don't forget to make yourself breakfast.  You do sometimes when you get busy.
                                                                                                Yours Truly,   Arrowalker" 
Arrows tears began to drop as her shoulders shook.  She stood, grabbing the stone she had found earlier that day from her bag.  She made her way to her now empty dresser, and layed the letter down, setting the ancient stone atop its being.  "What am I doing...?"  Her tear filled eyes looked at the paper then out her window, her eyes catching a few stars.  Her eyebrows knitted together, and she balled her fists.  "I will find out what happened to you."  Arrow had always imagined her parents are dancing with the stars, so she spoke to them as such.  Her head turned, looking at the brown cloth with the Ægishjálmr symbol resting upon its being.  She walked to it, and gripped it tightly within her hands.  Her tears had ceased long ago, as passion filled her entire being.  "this is going to change my life." 
(If there are any typos or misspelled words please tell me. ^^)
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Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 06/13/2016
May the purple be with you ;)

Trackalackin' meh bestie's backstory! :D  -hugs bestie-

((P.S. Ya know, this is kind of interesting, cause my babe Pearl has a backstory a lot like Arrow's ^^))


"Her soul was too deep to explore by those who always swam in the shallow end."

~Quote from A. J. Lawless






Life is gray & dull, & all i see is dark,

stay by my side & i'll be there no matter what,

though the snow falls faster, & the wind blows louder still,

i'll be there by you're side, to blow away the chill.

~Poem i made for Pearl & Snowdust 








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(Pearl by my Bff Frytha <3)                  (drawing of Snowdust by DatOneTrumpet)




Winter can be unforgiving

Hard, evil, and cold.

But if you stay with me,

I promise you'll never be alone.

~Poem by me for Pearl & Snowdust





Meet my Oc's!


Pearl Garmadon


Carl Henderson




Zane Blackhaule


Ida Barnes

Water Phoenix

Henry Mcnire


Robin Goodfellow



Other Oc's





 Zane Blackhaule X Shielle                            Pearl Garmadon X Carl Henderson

(Adorable ship pictures by the talented Tosilohi)


Snowdust X Blitz

(Picture of me, Snowdust, my friend, & her Snow Wraith, Blitz taken by me)


(By me XD)



Pearl looked inside & gasped.  There, as if inviting itself to be read, was the map.  

Pearl took the yellowed paper in her hand & shakily unrolled it.  She scanned it, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.  This was it.  The key to finding the Winter Rider.

~Quote from my fanfic, The Winter Rider



I'm currently writing a fanfic called The Winter Rider.  Check it out >Here<

(Special thanks to Infinity12356 for the cover)


Short stories


               (By me)                    (By Navlyn Fury)







"It was vicious, relentless, and impossible to see in the white out. The Snow Wraith."

~Gobber translating Gothi's text


"This dragon has notoriously poor eyesight and uses thermal censors to locate its prey.

It camouflages itself in the snow because if it can't see you, it doesn't want you to see it!"

~Dragons: Rise of Berk





"Snow Wraiths have no known vulnerabilities, making them 

supremely formidable force to be rekoned with during battle."

~From howtotrainyourdragon.com





(Mountain Sun by 1flower)



i have WAY to many adopted dragons to put in my siggy.  because of that,

i've posted all of them here:








Name: Deadpool

Species: Cyber Night Fury

Biotech: 72% Robot

Cyber Ability: Equipped with plasma educed claws that burns through

any material/Modified plasma blasts that act like explosive darts






Hackers, we are coming!












((By me))

If you believe in the real meaning  of the rainbow, put this in your siggy through the month of June!  #RememberTheRainbowReason!



And remember.....

(By Megaboltphoenix XD)





Good job, you made it to the end!  Snowdust says goodbye! :D

(Edited Snowdust gif by AlicornBrodie)


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-hugs me bestie back- Thank youuu! <3


((and seriously?? It seems we were just meant to be friends more and more each day. XD))

Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 03/11/2017

Chapter 4 



liflátinn lǫgr
       Arrowalkers hands gripped tightly onto the stiff, wooden handle of an oar, as the small boat, Bessy as her uncle named it, was rocking back and forth with the waves of the sea.  Her heart pounded, for her fear of getting engulfed by the ocean bounced around in her mind.  "Uncle took you fishing too many times to count Arrow, you know how to do this.."  She coaxed herself, as the unrelenting storm she found herself stuck in showed no signs of ceasing.  In the mid morning hours of the cloudy, autumn day, Arrow had left her sanctuary of Berk, where dragons roamed the skies, riders happily upon their backs.   Five years prior in Arrows life, this wasn't true.  For the scaley beasts were killed relentlessly, every so often they would raid fields for sheep, or ransack rickety barrels for a few old salmon.  Arrow memory of these happenings is foggy, only being the age of thirteen when Hiccup Haddock III had trained the deadliest of dragons.  A Night Fury.  After they had bonded, Berkian lives were peaceful.  Arrow had always looked upon dragons with a sense of jealousy, as they were free.  Being able to roam and explore the farthest reaches of the world, places she did not fathom existed.  She longed to sprout wings one day, and be able to leave the cage she was entrapped in.  Yet, of course, this could not happen.  So she chose to accept the fact that she would never break out of her cage, always holding onto the bars.  Shaking them and wishing her Uncle would let her leave.  That is, until the day prior when her uncle allowed Arrow to "fly".  She learned of her parents being wanderers like herself, the thirst for adventure that left them quenched.  She now knew she was not alone.  This on its own gave her courage and strength.  Ferdinand had let his niece leave her binds, knowing it was time.  He had kept many secrets from her and even lied to her in her eighteen years of life.  Some secrets she still was yet to know of.  Ferdinand desired to see Arrow grow up in his small cottage house, not disappear like his brother and sister in law.  Nonetheless, he knew she deserved the truth, and upon hearing it she would leave.  So he prepared her, taught her, and trained her.  The young girl never realizing what he was preparing her for.  Now though, as she sat in the rocking boat which could collapse at any given moment, she realized what it was all for.  
   Arrow held onto her amethyst necklace, made from the stone she had received a day prior to her current situation.  She was afraid of losing it so she quickly tucked it underneath her deer skin chest piece, hiding it.  The thin sail of her boat threatened to tear as the chilling wind blew violently, making her deep green eyes widen dramatically.  Her teeth chattered as her jaw trembled, the autumn air slowly began to transition into to the colder temperatures of winter over the previous months.  As a large crack sounded through the air, she turned to see that the butt end of her boat had been chipped, splinters of wood bounced in the air and landed in the dark water below.  She cursed quietly to herself, never being one for foul language, and stood.  She held her arms out to steady herself, her hood had fell from her head and her hair had became a tangled mess due to the violent wind.  "I swear Rán hates me.."  She covered her face as the salty ocean water slammed into the side of her boat, spraying onto her flushed face.  Her clothes were drenched, her water proof cloak somewhat helped trap what warmth her body emitted.  Arrow had no idea where she was, all she knew was that she was South of Berk, and had made it far beyond the reaches any Viking had dared to cross, she was farther out than the Archipelago on Berks Northern side.  Not having many other options, Arrow stuffed her scratched up ivory hand into her messenger bag, and pulled out the compass her uncle gifted to her the night before.  "Alright, work your magic."  She stated sarcastically, remembered her uncles words.  She squinted her eyes down at the compass to see where she was, but suddenly it began to spin around, as if it was catching the wind.  Her dark brows furrowed, and her deep green eyes held a gleaming curiosity.  In an instant, a large tumbling wave brought itself against the boats side, jostling it violently.  Arrow stumbled forward and fell on her side, the compass falling from her palm and gliding across the slippery deck.  Arrow scrambled forward, and seeing the compass slide towards the boats end, she grabbed a throwing knife from her boot and didn't even bother aiming.  She slung it, hoping it would make its mark.  Luckily it did, imbedding itself into the wood of the deck, it's blade between a chain dangling from the compass' body.  "Oh thank Thor."  Arrow stood and waddled with the swaying boat, she grabbed her blade and shimmied it from the old wood and grabbed the compass rose, sighing happily as it was in her palm once more.  It's spinning had ceased.  She looked in the direction it was pointing.  "East."  She shut the compass, stuffed it back in her bag and grabbed a thick rope that was made to turn the sail and pulled it.  The wind was now at her back, aiding her in her efforts to turn the small beaten boat.  "I hope uncle wasn't lying.."  Arrow spoke to herself, often to calm her nerves.  Arrow got the boat turned, and now it was pointing directly East.  The storm had died down, yet dark clouds still lingered above her head, making her weary.  If the compass would direct it's user in the direction of what they truly desired, then surly Niflehim was just beyond Arrows grasp. 
(If there are any typos or misspelled words please tell me ^^)
Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 03/11/2017

Chapter 5

nú inn áræði fyrsta
     Night had soon fallen and Arrow was asleep atop the boat, unbeknownst that it had washed upon a cold, sandy beach.  The island Arrow and her boat were now on was fairly large, holding a beach and a thick graveyard of trees.  The forest was so thick, sight couldn't be used to aid a soul in their journey through it.  A few silver cranes were asleep in a small lake at the islands center, frogs chirped and a few small fish made their way through the dark water the crater held.  Arrow suddenly awoke with a fright, gripping the hilt of her axe and peeking through her disheveled chocolate hair at the new scenery she found her green eyes gazing upon.  Her eyebrows furrowed and she had a dumbfounded look upon her flushed features, mouth slightly agape.  "This isn't Niflehim.."  She looked around in the darkness as best she could and made out the tree line of a lush green forest.  She stood on the boat and looked off its side, seeing it was imbedded into the dirty blonde sand.  She jumped from the boat, knees still weak from her previous sleep, she stumbled forward.  Arrows hands dug into the chilling sand and she emitted a frustrated huff.  She unsheathed her Krisalax, the cushioned grip welcoming to her palm.  Her eyes wandered to the horizon as a light blue was slowly beginning to paint the sky, followed by a deep orange.  Morning would soon come.  Arrow used her free arm to pull her boat farther upon the beach, knowing if it was lost she would never find a way home.  She used her Krisalax to cut a few low hanging branches from their bearings, and concealed her boat with the brush.  "Just in case."  She mumbled to herself.  Her slender hand dipped inside her messenger bag, pulling out the compass rose she had used the previous day.  She wiped her thumb over its glassy surface to remove some grime and dirt, and watched as the arrow at its center span.  The brunettes head began to bob with the red arrows movements then halted, as the arrows tip rested on "N".  "Well, North it is then."  Arrow stuffed the contraption back in her worn leather bag, and began her trek towards the menacing labyrinth of a forest.  What it held, she had no clue.  Yet what she would find would change her life forever.  
     Arrow grunted and huffed as she cut down underbrush with the sharp blade of her Krisalax, becoming exhausted as this had been the entirety of her journey on this newfound island.  Sweat had began to drip lightly from her brow, and constantly her pale hand came up to wipe it away.  Despite feeling a bit warm, she kept her brown cloak on, feeling as if it wasn't worth the trouble of removing.  Arrow halted her endeavors and squinted her green orbs, happiness slowly flooding her being.  She saw another beach ahead of her through the thick line of trees.  Even if she found nothing, she would still be out of this god forsaken maze of a forest.  Her axe finally cut the last vine blocking her path, and her boots met thick sand.  She debated wether or not she would bend down and kiss it, or press forward.  She chose the latter.  She placed her underused weapon back in its holster on her right hip, and looking in front of her.  Ocean.  That's all she saw, there was nothing here except something her aggravated orbs had already saw.  Her happiness soon diminished.  Arrow was about to turn on her heels, cursing the supposedly "magic" compass her uncle gave her, but she froze.  The brunettes head turned to her left, she heard what sounded like the rattling of metal.  A large rock was blocking her view, so she made her way towards it, becoming upmost curious.  She pressed her scratched up hand to the rock and listened harder, her thick brows furrowed and head tilted down.  "I couldn't have imagined that.  Could I..?"  The brunette stood still and silent for a good two minutes, but all she heard was the crashing of the ocean waves and the frantic beating of her own heart.  She quietly sighed, turning around as her hand slid from the rocks rough surface.  She felt disappointment.  For she thought she had found adventure, or it had found her.  As she neared the edge of the forest she had emerged from, she heard a voice this time, along with the clanking of metal from before.  She dove down and crawled back to the rock to hide herself.  "I knew I didn't imagine it."  A small smile creeped across her pink lips.  She looked to her left.  She couldn't go through there, for the forest was that direction, and trying to travel back through it would require a blade and would emit too much noise.  Arrows head turned right.  Blue ocean.  Her only option was to climb the rock.  So, she did.  She stood, and gripped a dip in the rocks surface, hoisting herself up and getting a good grip with her boot.  She continued this process as the voices became louder.  She could make out a choice few words as she climbed, such as "We.." "Beast.."  "Locked.."  "Drago.."  She threw her hand up onto the ledge of the navy blue rock, she praised herself for actually making it this far.  She threw her leg up, catching the same ledge her hand was clenched onto.  She pulled herself onto the rocks top, laying on her back for a breather, before quickly getting up and looking forward.  "Seriously...?"  Arrow thought as her shoulders slumped, eyebrows tilting halfheartedly.  The rock had another small "mountain", if you will,  ascending from its center.  If the brunette could hop over this, she was home free.   With motivational speeches in her head, and a hop in her step (literally),  Arrow had, once again, gotten her hands to grip onto the ledge of the dark rock.  This time, however, she froze with her eyebrows furrowed.  She heard the voices and rattling much clearer, a deep voice seeming to have a somewhat English accent, made its way to her ears.  Deep, gruff grunts filled the air, for what reason Arrow had no idea.  She propped her elbows onto the ledge, and pulled herself up.  She only peeked her curious eyes over the ledge however, feeling slightly afraid as these people could kill her at the slightest gesture.  Her orbs soon widened, what the exhausted brunette saw amazed her, angered her and frightened her all at once.  Her heart stopped, her eyebrows furrowed and her teeth slowly gritted.  Without a thought, or even a plan, she pulled herself to the rocks bumpy surface and unsheathed her Krisalax, pointing its blade at the "intruders".  She opened her mouth to speak, but let out a yelp instead as the stone underneath her feet crumbled, and she tumbled down the far side of the rock, facing the newcomers.  Arrow met soft sand and reached her hand to her head, her hood had fallen over it in the process, hiding her appearance slightly.  She looked at her Krisalax still in her hand, and recovered from her fall.  "That's my luck."  She cursed herself in her thoughts.  Arrow was soon back to her feet taking a defensive stance, all the voices had fell silent, bewildered eyes upon her being.  She held a newfound confidence in her soul, where it came from she had no idea, but she wasn't complaining.  Her voice was serious and held a tone she had rarely used.  She once again pointed her Krisalax's blade towards the souls gazing upon her curiously, and looked at them from under the fur of her hood, which danced in the light breeze along with her other loose garments.  "If you would like to save us all the trouble, I suggest you leave and go back from which you came.  After I free that."  Her blade now pointed towards the men's boat, which was larger than hers.  She wasn't pointing at the boat however, but what was on the boats pristine wooden deck.  "The choice is yours" 
(if there are any typos or misspelled words please tell me ^^)
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Joined: 02/21/2017

Wootwoot 8D I can't wait to read more! 


Btw, the Viking god of the sea is actually a godess named Rán, and the HTTYD characters follow at least the basic Nordic gods, so I think Poseidon should be Rán in your story, but up to you xD




     My name is Brynakha the Baleful, and I got quite a bit of dragons - 40+ in total - on my home island, Tryggr. Look all the way down to see it!

     To tell a bit about myself, I quite like to experiment and create new things from my dragons' leftover scales or spikes that fall out, including my bowaxe made from the old scales of my Razorwhips, Bruni and Snarlinga, and gronkle iron that my gronkle, Fiskr, provided me with. The axe blades have two dagger-like weapons that are in the shape of the wolfsangel rune and are embedded inside the each axe blade, they can come out of the axe to form their own weapons. 

     The arrows for my bow are hollow, and they're the thinner spines that my Whispering Death, Orindi, and my Screaming Death, Jarmr, drop. Sometimes I use their teeth as well. After I hollow out their spines, I put soft bird feathers, color coded, on the ends and depending on the type of arrow, I attach either flint, jasper, blue chert or just gronkle iron. The arrows with the jasper on the end are filled with Monsterous Nightmare gel, provided by Bal. The arrows with flint on the end are filled with Zippleback gas, provided by Tven 'n' Ri. The arrows with chert on the end are filled with Flightmare mist, provided by Faela. The final type of arrow is tipped with Gronkle Iron and is not hollowed out, forming a normal arrow.


     What? You want to know more? Well, I can't tell you all my secrets, but on my island rescue for dragons and animals alike, I live and handle it alone.

My dragons, that are pretty much just residents on the island, are more like a wild pack and they're handled by my rescued Singetail, Svidar, who is extremely loyal to me.

     My main dragon? I have a peculiar dragon, that's for sure. Oh, his species? He's a hybrid between a Sand Wraith and a Woolly Howl. He doesn't really have a classification just yet, but I call him a Howling Wraith. His name is Draugr, or Ghost.

    Oops! Almost forgot, I do have two other close dragons: a Silver Phantom named Vargulf, or Werewolf, and a Triple Stryke named Volva, or Witch.


Please do NOT steal or copy any of my characters, art, edits, or ideas. All images are done by me.


         Riding Dragon

Draugr(Ghost): Titan, Male, Howling Wraith

         Hunting Dragons

Vargulf(Werewolf): Adult, Male, Silver Phantom

Volva(Witch): Adult, Female, Triple Stryke

         Personal Dragons

Vakti: Titan, Male, Ruby Crystal Sand Wraith

Snaer: Adult, Male, Shivertooth

Odaell(Sinni): Titan, Male, Terrible Terror

Aldrienn: Adult, Male, Night Fury

Lanyi: Adult, Female, Sand Fury

Vedr: Adult, Male, Woolly Howl

Meizi: Adult, Male, Windwalker

Lit Rjuka: Adult, Male, Smothering Smokesbreath

         Wild/Rescue Dragons

Svidar: Adult, Male, Singetail (Leader)

Seydir: Adult, Female, Flame Whipper

Leita: Titan, Female, Stormcutter

Aeva: Titan, Female, Snow Wraith

Flotti: Adult, Male, Timberjack

Faela: Adult, Female, Flightmare

Orindi: Titan, Male, Whispering Death

Jarmr: Titan, Male, Screaming Death

Skellr: Titan, Male, Skrill

Skyrr: Adult, Female, Silver Phantom

Skipta: Adult, Female, Changewing

Bal: Titan, Male, Monsterous Nightmare

Tven 'n' Ri: Titan, Female, Hideous Zippleback

Midla: Adult, Female, Prickleboggle

Fiskr: Adult, Male, Gronkle

Banikalla: Adult, Female, Deathsong

Fleygja: Titan, Female, Deadly Nadder

Hvata: Adult, Female, Scuttleclaw

Bruni: Titan, Male, Razorwhip

Snarlinga: Adult, Female, Razorwhip

Vagr: Adult, Male, Scauldron

Veifa: Adult, Female, Scauldron

Orendi: Adult, Male, Moldruffle

Feitr: Adult, Male, Hotburple

Hraun: Adult, Female, Eruptodon

Vigr: Adult, Male, Armourwing

Bein: Adult, Male, Boneknapper

Astir: Adult, Female, Hobblegrunt

Ausa: Adult, Female, Tide Glider

Grellir: Adult, Male, Thunderdrum

Skrida: Adult, Female, Shockjaw

Svienn: Adult, Male, Grapple Grounder

Vollska: Adult, Female, Grapple Grounder

Skjotr: Adult, Male, Speed Stinger

Svell: Adult, Male, Groncicle

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Ahh thanks, I'll be sure to

Ahh thanks, I'll be sure to change that later. XD What is wrong with me, I just realized Poseidon is a Greek god. Noice going Arrow. XD Thx for the track too btw. :3

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No prob cx

LOL, yep! I was a bit confused to read that. Arrow must be very well traveled ;) and ofc!

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Ch. 6- DNR


Chapter 6



ganga fram nǫkkurr fara




"Look at what we have here, lads.  Are you lost?"  A deep, husky voice made its way to Arrows ears and her eyes searched the small group of sailors to find the owner of the voice.  A towering man held a sarcastic glint in his chocolate eyes, the few other, shorter men behind him chuckling deeply.  That had to be him.  Arrows lips twisted into an irritated frown, she found herself without a comeback because her answer to the dark haired mans question would in fact be "yes."  "Cat got your tongue, dear?"  The muscular mans sarcasm didn't let up at the slightest, knowing it irritated the brunette that stood before him and his men.  "No."  Arrow said as she stepped forward smoothly, her own sarcastic flare making its way to the surface of her being.  "I just don't feel the need to speak to the likes of you."  Arrow cringed at herself, she was never the one to have good, all be it witty, comebacks.  The six foot man seemed more than amused at the young woman, a deep chuckle sounding from his body.  Arrow eyed him curiously, and decided it was time to device a plan to rescue the dragon that was struggling inside the cage that rested upon the well-kept boat.  She listened to a few more snarky comments from the leader of the sailors, but payed no mind to them as her eyes landed upon a man standing near the boats hull.  He had a key tied to the leather belt that held up his wolf skin trousers.  "This must be to the cage."  Arrow thought, yet she was interrupted from her quick look around by the 'shing' of a sword being unsheathed.  "This has been greatly fun and all, but I'm afraid we can't let you take that beast.  We all have to live somehow, and that's our only way."  The green orbs of the young woman looked upon the male who stood with his large sword in hand questioningly.  Her eyes quickly glanced to his belt, and upon seeing the symbol  of Ægishjálmr, the anger she felt the day she saw the embroidered cloth bearing the symbol resurfaced.  "Who are you?"  Arrows slight Irish accent sounded prominent when laced with anger, making her grow even more irritated with the current situation.  "Who am I?"  The dark haired man held his playful flare once more, one hand gesturing to himself waveringly. "Why, if you must know, am Finnviðr Véurr.  Finn for short."  
Arrow held her anger back as she desired to wipe that oh so aggravatingly cocky smile from, Finn's, face.  "You?"  His deep voice sounded.  Arrows eyes looked up from underneath the tan fur of her hood.  A hatred shining in them for the man that stood before her.  "You killed my parents.."  Arrows knuckles were now white from the grip on her weapon.  Her urge to imbed it into the mans cranium was strong, but she resisted as she knew the information he could give her was crucial.  "That's a peculiar name."  This comment pushed Arrowalker over her breaking point, which was surprisingly rather high.  She grabbed the large knife that was strapped around her right thigh in an instant, and threw it at the small, round man that housed the keys to the large dragons cage.  Her aim was true, and it went through the baggy material of his vest, pinning him to the wooden hull of the boat he stood infront of.  This, she would use to her advantage later.  The mans blue eyes were as wide as saucers, and he seemed to be frozen in shock.  Not a sound made its way up his throat.  "Wha-Why would you do that to Clancy?"  The man known as Finn said, seemingly shocked himself.  Arrows heart began to pound against her rib cage, pushing adrenaline through her veins.  A man standing in the back of the crown of around six men yelled "CHARGE!"  His voice cracking in the process as he lifted his arm into the air.  Arrows eyes widened as she saw all but Finn press forward, their small knives and axes held over their heads as they kicked up the sand that was once resting peacefully below their feet.  Arrows green eyes widened and her face contorted into that of realization.  What was she to do now? 
(If there are any typos or misspelled words please tell me ^^)
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Tracking! XD

This a as some arrow!

Tracking ^ ^




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Ch.7- DNR

Chapter 7

nyr vinátta
"Stop!"  Arrows heart was thumping wildly against her rib cage as her perusers halted at the sound of a deep, commanding voice.  She watched as their weapons were lowered and sheathed once again, her own weapon still clenched in her hand.  Not that it would do any good against six other men.  Her mind was racing, she never reacted to the situation at hand.  She would have surely died, she thought.  If not for the voice of the dark haired man.  Footsteps were heard as they pressed against the sand behind the gathering of men that stood before her, and slowly grew louder.  The air was thick, making it hard to breath, at least for Arrow as her breaths were rapid and uneven.  "Leave her be, lads."  Finn pressed through the crowd, an amused smirk dancing across his lips.  Arrows thick eyebrows furrowed in irritation and anger, her mouth stayed shut as she was curious as to what would happen in the impending time.  Would the leader of these men kill her himself? Many questions leaped through her cranium as the large, armored man made his way towards her.  He stepped rhythmically, as if mocking her frightened state.  "Is it that obvious?" Arrow thought, her eyes locking themselves to the figure that now stood only about a foot from her own being.  She could now see the man clearly, his red inked tattoos now very visible as they rested on the sides of his head where his hair had been shaved.  Two scars, very prominent, cut through his complexion. "Like what you see?"  Arrow jumped slightly at the voice, sarcasm seeping from Finns mouth.  "Hardly."  The brunette pressed, she extended her spine so she stood straight once again, as if it would make her feel more confident in herself.  The tall man let out a deep chuckle, entertained by the young woman's actions.  "Now, if you don't mind I'm going to need to confiscate that."  His thick index finger gestured towards the weapon she still held in her clammy palm.  Arrow simply looked to her weapon, then back to the man, his brown eyes gleaming.  She stood still, and shifted her gaze to the men watching the scene unfold.  Her deep green eyes stopped on the shaking man who was still pinned to the boats hull.  "You can do this Arrow..You can do this.."  The female encouraged herself in her thoughts.  Finn sighed, drawing Arrows attention back to him as he slightly stepped forward.  "I hate to do-".  His words were halted as Arrows booted foot made contact with his nether region with a loud 'thump', earning a huff from the man she assaulted.    "Ooo's"  were heard from the crowd, their eyes locked on their hunched over leader.  Arrow let out a quiet grunt as she lifted her leg once more, kicking Finn in his stomach, pushing him back into the crowd of men that now let out yells as they toppled over.  "Now is my chance!"  Arrow said to herself, let's just say she needed the encouragement.  She jolted forward, sprinting past the men that now lay in the cold sand, struggling to stand as the yelled and grunted at one another to "get the girl".  
"Don't just lay there..Lads..after her!"  Finn yelled between his strained breaths, the pain he endured ceasing to subside.  "She's got a good leg on her."  He thought as he slowly stood, the other men scrambling to stand as the brunette woman pressed forward.  "Get the key, get the key, get the key."  This was all Arrow said to herself as she ran.  Get the key, free the dragon, try not to die.  Simple right?  Oh, very wrong.  The cloaked woman placed her krisalaxe back on her waist as she reached the man who was still pinned to the boats wood by her blade, a yelp emitting from his mouth as she grabbed the knife that punctured his wool vest.  She yanked and shimmied it from the boats wood, as her other hand grabbed the keys that hung from the chunky mans belt.  The keys jingled as she yanked, refusing to release themselves from their houser.  The brunette internally screamed as she tugged and pulled, finally becoming angry and lifting the knife she still held in the air.  The blonde haired man let out another yelp as Arrow slung her arm down, slicing the mans belt across its front.  She jerked her arm back, the belt coming with the set of keys and, unbeknownst to her, this belt provided leverage for the mans pants to stay around his waist.  Arrow looked up from the strip of leather she stared at with a bewildered face, mouth slightly agape.  Her eyes followed the blonde, somewhat stubby man as he stood, turning on his heel and running in the opposite direction of Arrow.  The direction of the men who were chasing her.  She watched with large eyes as his pants slipped to his ankles, restricting his legs from moving.  He fell forward with a loud thump, struggling in the pale sand to pull his trousers back to their original resting place so he could continue running.  The men that once chased the small woman were, again, rolling on the beach struggling to stand after their feet caught on the pant-less male who was now nowhere to be seen, covered by six other bodies.  Arrowalker let out a laugh and shrugged her shoulders, "I'll take it."  She said, her eyes now turning from the amusing scene to an unamused Finn.  "Got to do everything yourself."  The tanned man was now fully standing and started to sprint across the beach towards the young brunette woman.  Her face shifting to that of lost confidence.  She quickly turned and ran around the boats hull to its northern side where a ladder had been carved in its wood.  She could hear the footsteps of her peruser getting oh so close, and she quickly lifted the belt she held to her mouth and bit it.  She couldn't climb with full hands, could she?  Arrow leaped forward, gripping onto the grooves of wood that would aid her in climbing the boat.  
Arrow ascended, finally getting ahold of the boats railing.  She pulled herself up and over, onto the large deck of the transporter.  "Yefh!"  She said muffled, both of her arms were raised into the air as she celebrated quickly, then reached up and got the piece of leather from her mouth as she wiped her tongue off.  "Leather does not taste good."  She complained to herself quietly, sharply grabbing the keys that still hung from the brown apparel and sliding them to its end to remove them.  Her arm slung to the side, tossing the mans belt over the railing, earning an "ow!" From..the boat? "Boats don't talk.." The brunette thought.  She frantically stepped forward and looked down the boats side, only to see Finn at the ladders center rubbing his eye, presumably where the hard parchment had made contact with.  "That hurt yknow."  The man fake pouted, as he once again, began to climb the boats side.  "Right, unlock the cage.."  Arrow said to herself, in a somewhat confused tone.  She turned and faced the cage that was tied to the boats otherwise empty deck, rattling the only thing conveying the living creature trapped behind its bars as a thick cloth was draped over its massive size.  "This is going to be a huge dragon.  It could be a Monstrous Nightmare, so I've only got a few seconds once I remove the cloth before it.."  Arrow stopped herself as she grabbed the collar of her cloak, not wanting to imagine what an angry dragon could do to her.  She stepped forward and gripped her hand onto the cloth that hid the soul she was going to save, a voice the only thing halting her.  "You don't want to do that, if you do were all as good as dead."   The woman turned, her hand still tightly wrapped around a portion of the cloth as the cage shook and deep, muffled throaty growls made their way to her ears.  "Says the man who tried to kill me."  Her face held that of anger and aggravation.  "No no no, I didn't try to kill you. My men did."  Finn was stood on the deck of the boat before Arrow, she could hear the others climbing and yelling at eachother over the boats railing.  "Like that makes it any better."  She sighed quietly as she spoke and fully turned to face the man, a smile was plastered on his face.  Why was he always smiling?  Arrow questioned to herself.  "I know, just, do not let that beast go.  Dragons are deadly, have you not-"  "They are not."  Arrows grip on the parchment tightened as anger fueled her fire.  Finn halted himself and looked at the brunette with a straight expression.  "They only show aggression toward you because you kill them."  "I don't kil-"  Finn was once again stopped as Arrow began her small speech again.  "You endanger them and all their trying to do is survive."  The woman's mind searched for something further to say, yet, she found nothing.  So, she simply turned and gripped both of her pale hands around the cloth that seemed to be the gateway to an imminent death.  "No, No! Stop her!"  As the six other men began to pour over the decks railing, rushing behind Finn who ran to halt Arrowalker's actions, she pulled herself sideways and removed the cloth that loosely hung over the metal cage.  In a somewhat feathery, gentle motion it fell and rested on the boats recently mopped deck.  Without even a glance in the cage, Arrow pushed the key forward inside of its lock and turned her wrist two hundred and seventy degrees counter clockwise, a click sounding making known it was unlocked successfully.  The pale woman removed the keys and gripped the metal door, her head lifting from the keys she threw to the flooring she stood on to what was before her.  Her green eyes froze as they met amythest orbs, and she saw a life in them she had never saw before.  Arrowalker heard nothing but her own breath and the shaking of chains as the brown hued dragon struggled against its binds.  She heard not of the men making their way towards her, nor the intense growls and wails of the imprisoned being.  Her hands were frozen as they gripped the bars of the cages cold metal door.  For what she saw, was something she had never seen before.  A Woolly Howl.  
((If there are any typos or misspelled words please tell me ^^ also, an extra long chapter to make up for a long absence)) 
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This story is getting a TOTAL revamp. 

I hate the plot and the utterly cliche vibe it gives off, so I'm going to take time to come up with a totally different plot. Meaning different conflicts, but I feel like the characters will be the same. 


This is announcement was for any whom actually followed the story. 

Thank you for your time. 

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>>------------> :-(


Ok. Have fun! I'll be waiting.

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Writing is a constant process...

If you feel that there neeeds to be a change, it's your story Arrow, I'll understand. Looking forward to what you come up with, as I know that it will be great! Let It Fly!