hookxfang:

A huff of exasperated indignation was snorted alongside smokey tendrils in the aggressive girl’s direction, as he was aptly rejected from being in her given space. While it was somewhat irritating in of itself, a bit of a bruise on his pride, as he was the coolest dragon here, honestly, she should /beg/ him to be around her- no, no, there was a reason for this breach of personal space. 

Without so much as an apology, that massive cranium was shoved once again into the viking’s shoulder, a slightly less gentle nudge this time. Several rumbling tones sounded, as the pointy Nightmare attempted to explain his predicament. Of course, being unable to articulate any form of language, all that came out were clicks, screeches, and a few well-spaced roars. 

                               “ ขอขขอ   ะะ ขะ     ะ Ѩ  ะ!”

               | |That’s the problem, I /can’t/ find him, it’s STUPID.| |

Hooked pads tromped against the ground in frustration, attached wings causing the fit to hurl dust and debris each and every direction. The way the fiery reptile viewed it, who better to find a stupid, smelly human who made no sense than /another/ dumb, smelly human who made no sense?

        She almost coughed when the smoke settled in a small puff around her head, but being a DRAGON TRAINER, it had something she had grown used to over the past couple of years, and she thought nothing of it. Instead, Ruffnut stared dumbly back at him, wafting the smoke away with her hands as the expression of disinterest hardened into plain boredom.

        There were TWO THINGS that would, without a doubt, lose her interest:
                1. Fishlegs’ new theory about the Boneknapper dragon
                2. Anything that didn’t concern her at the current time.

        This was definitely a case of the second. And where in Odin’s name was Snotlout while all this was happening? She’d bet her left boot that he had buggered off somewhere else and left Hookfang to it. How typically selfish of him, a thought that Ruffnut felt the rest of the world NEEDED to know. She was never going to understand the other dragons as well as Hiccup or Valka, but she wasn’t entirely stupid. Even if it had taken a moment longer than necessary.

       “I’m ‘Team Barfnut’, not ‘Team Rufffang’,” she grumbled as the ground shook beneath her feet shook, and a stray rock clunked against her helmet. “And OW, stop that.”