Snotlout dived behind a rock for protection from the volley of spines that Stormfly had just unleashed. He was sure it was just playful, but those things were sharp. Hookfang was watching with amusement, as they flew towards his rider. Flames licking around his lips, puffing unevenly in draconian laughter.
The spines ricocheted off the rock, and stuck in the trunk of a tree. He felt sure one had whooshed through his hair. 'There was playful, and too playful.' Snotlout thought.
"Take a hint." Astrid's voice reaching him, as a gust of wind reached him. Stormfly leapt into the air with a powerful beat of his wings, working hard to get aloft. It sent a flurry of moss and loose, light twigs flying towards his face, as it peeked above the protection of his rock.
Enjoying the sight of Astrid's back, or bum if he was being honest with himself. Standing in her saddle, her legs flexed, as she settled in steady flight lowering her beautiful inspiring bum into the saddle.
"She's weakening... she's talking to me, now." he told himself. Dismissing the volley of spines, as a display of Stormfly's precision. If she'd meant them as anything other than a tease, he'd have been skewered by them. Happier, and lighter on his feet, he smiled his triumph to Hookfang.
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