I was being hunted. By what I had no idea, but it had injured me countless times. Somehow I kept getting away, maybe this was just a cat and mouse game, like the predator was just playing with me...its prey, until I finally died leaving it to do what ever it was to do with my dead, empty body. I had grown used to the feeling of loneliness and embraced it as a part of me. I was a strong, independent dragon and I could fend for myself. But this predator of mine had drove me to my limit and I was struck down from the sky... Hopefully death will be quick and painless. I DO NOT OWN HTTYD, TOOTHLESS!