19 - fury of the night

[forbiddenfriend]

[The sound that comes from the journals is hauntingly beautiful, and deeply touching. It's not unlike the song of a whale, although it's closer to a whine, since that's exactly what it is. It's a smooth, melodious sound at first, and then it lowers, becoming warbled, and it sounds astonishingly like sobbing. The sound lasts for about ten seconds in total, and doesn't repeat itself.

Toothless is sitting in the courtyard in front of the castle, looking skyward. He wouldn't continue to cry; he wasn't a hatchling, after all. Still, having your best friend leave when he had been there with you nearly the entire time the both of you had been relocated to this area was hard. So he'd allowed himself at least one cry.

Now, though, he sits in silence, head falling and then drooping.

And he sits.]

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[inafadingcrown]

[Beautiful though the sound may be (and it is- that's what drew Galadriel out to the courtyard), Galadriel's initial reaction to seeing a dragon of any sort is to freeze in place. She's come to realize that not all dragons are like those of her world, but it still takes time to fight down that initial, instinctual, feeling of dread.

After a time, though, she calms herself enough to notice the dragon's posture. He's...really a sad little thing, isn't he? It's in her nature to want to comfort. So she stands silently for a moment, torn between the impulse to approach and the instinct to leave quietly before he notices her.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[Toothless' eyes open, and he looks at Galadriel briefly.

If he sees the conflict within her, he gives no evidence to it. He just looks at her quietly a little more before closing his eyes once more.

A deep sigh escapes him.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Logic and compassion eventually overcome whatever fear she does feel and she approaches, taking care to make more noise than she naturally does when she walks; the last thing she wants is to frighten him.]

What ails you, my friend? [She slowly, hesitantly, reaches her hand out to touch him, fully prepared to pull it back swiftly if he should make any sign of an objection.]

[doublethefun]

[there's some quiet clip-clopping across the flagstones before Luna settles down next to him.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[Toothless leans against her a bit, a soft, sad little hum coming from him.]

[doublethefun]

[she reaches up for a nuzzle, responding to that hum with one of her own - a snatch of an old lullaby.

A few moments later:] What is the matter, Toothless?

[lifeandpride]

[He'd been in the kitchen when he'd heard the sound, though now he investigates. It sounded sad, and he was not without sympathy. It's a few minutes before he finds Toothless in the courtyard. It seemed the dragon was having all sorts of trouble these days. He approaches, though now without unhooking his sword a few meters away, and leaning it against a stone bench for now.]

What's the matter, friend?

[forbiddenfriend]

[The nightfury doesn't respond, save for the twitch of a headfin. His tail moves only to wrap around him. It's somewhat reminiscent of a person hugging themselves.]

[lifeandpride]

[He's not sure what to make of it, but he can tell the dragon is distressed in some way, perhaps even sad. After a moment, he decides to take a seat, cross legged, a few feet from the dragon's head.]

It's all right, sometimes you just need to be upset for a while, whatever it is. ...I'll be here, in case you need me.

[3_butterflies]

[Another pony joins the party. She silently comes up to him, and nuzzles the top of his head affectionately.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[The clip clops catch Toothless' attention, and he actually perks up a little. And when she nuzzles him, he nearly shoves his head underneath her chin, rubbing into her neck.

You're his closest friend here now, Fluttershy. Please don't leave anytime soon.

Or ever.]

[3_butterflies]

[No plans on that, buddy. Unless you count a canon update. She settles down on the ground, keeping her head in top of his. She begins gently humming a soft lullaby, not knowing what his sadness is about, but isn't about to pry.]

[huffythedragon]

[Oh, oh that doesn't sound good at all.

Spike seeks the other dragon out, and once he does, comes in close to hug his leg]

What's wrong buddy?

[forbiddenfriend]

[He opens his eyes when he feels the little dragon, then leans down a little, sniffing at him and affectionately bumping his nose against a spike, even if it is a weak gesture.]

[modernholmes]

[Oh. It was that reptile thing that had tried to cheer him up a while ago. Conan approaches him curiously.]

Did something happen?

[forbiddenfriend]

[He sees Conan come up, and can't help but give a little snort of satiric amusement. So the roles have been flipped, huh?

But that can't lift his spirits for very long. He turns away, a soft, sad hum coming from him.]

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry hears the whine. Instead of replying over the journal he seek the dragon out, knowing it can't talk.]

You seem down, mate. Something happened? [He asks as he approached the dragon in the courtyard a few moments later.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[Oh, it was this silly man. He gives him a glance before letting his head sink again.

It's not really like he could answer anyway.]

[blazing_stag]

[James is drawn to the sound, interested, and then even more so when he realises it's a dragon. Strange thing was, it didn't look like any of the ones he'd known about back home. A new species?

He was extremely curious now, and walked into the courtyard. Keeping his distance, and a hand ready to grab his wand, he watched the creature. Maybe it was native.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[Toothless' headfin twitches at the sound. He knows you're there, boy, but he's not interested in you right now, and continues to sit there, all but motionless.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Sad dragons in courtyards. This seems to be somewhat of a trend with you, Toothless.

At least this time Duke doesn't have to spend so much time carefully finding the dragon - his altaria is chirping directions at him so he can settle next to Toothless. ]

Loss hurts. [ Quiet and agreeing. ]

[forbiddenfriend]

[The courtyard is his go-to mourning place OK.

But Duke is always a reassuring senescence. He turns his head, nuzzling into the man's hair.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Ahh... But Toothless, some people here remember what you sounded like back when you were a kid, crying for your mother. That sound is not easily forgotten.

His cry might be more mature now, but that doesn’t stop Dairine from recognizing it for what it is. On a hunch, she heads toward where she found baby Toothless, out in the courtyard. There, she spots exactly what she was looking for: one dejected looking dragon.]

Toothless?

[forbiddenfriend]

[His head shifts only slightly so he can open his eyes and look back at Dairine.

He looks quite sad. Quite sad, quite lonely, and quite lost. Not incredibly unlike when he was a hatchling, although he seems more resigned than outwardly distressed this time.]

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[hyuuga]

[Hinata had been returning from town, intent on grabbing some food and other necessities she left behind when she hears that cry.

She knows that cry, if not because she heard it from a much smaller dragon. But because she almost knows that tone--she's had enough friends return home.

When she sees Toothless, she simply sits beside him. For once, she won't ask what's wrong.]

It... It will all right, Toothless.

[And she kindofsortofawkwardly pats his head. She isn't sure if she should hug or do something more... But headpats should always work.]