THE TASTE OF FLIGHT is one the viking may never tire of ; callous fingers threading within the clouds above , shearing wind careening against worn leather armor as the pair soars high in the sky. it’s an addiction , an itch in his boot , an untamable force that kindles a fire within his soul ; to come alive once they leave the ground that binds them. THIS FEELS LIKE HOME. a sense of freedom that keeps him coming back for more. this — is what it feels like to finally be FREE.
❛ what d’ya say , bud?❜ auburn crown dips to acknowledge the dragon beneath , adjusting himself within leather saddle before careful palm pats against rough scale , teasing glimmer hinting at trouble within emerald pools. ❛ wanna give the dragonfly another go?come on , toothless —– it’ll be fine!❜( i hope).
character : hiccup haddock from httyd status : currently playing / uselessreptiile!