User blog:StaticTheSkrill/Toothless- A Life before Hiccup.

{(DRAGONS SPEAK BECAUSE THIS HAS BEEN TRANSLATED FROM ROARS AND GROWLS)}

Toothless Point of View:

My snout was cold. As I peered out of my warm, comforting shell, I see my parents. I emerge from my warm hiding place, instinct told me to. I glance around, I see a cave, sheltered from the blistering storm outside. None of us Night Furies knew what was going to happen. A horrible, merciless slaughter.

MORE TO COME.