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“Huh?” Lyra tilted her head in confusion. “Nymphs?” She giggled lightly. “No no. We’re not nymphs! Fae! Fair folk.” She spoke as if it was obvious. Rose only rolling her eyes at the humans.

“I’ll teach you the plant life and where the best gathering is. Rose can show them to the best hunting grounds! Right?” Rose only nodded with a small grin. Watching their little flower so excited to help these strangers pulled at her heart. With a sigh she looked at the other two men.

“Alright short swords, looks like I’m stuck with ya. Follow me.” She walked towards the forest ahead of them.

Lyra then looked back to Odysseus with a small smile.

“And as for my magic, I’m not strong enough for it to go past the forest. The sand and ocean water prevent my plants from growing.” As she turned to lead him back to the other side of the field she pulled at a strand of hair.

“But… I might be able to make vines? Huh. I could grow vines that could go over the sand.” Lyra then looked at Odysseus with a knowing smile. Weaving easily between the trees.

“Something else is on your mind. What is it?” Her Cara was clever. Lyra could see when he was thinking and planning. But most of all, his curiosity.

Lyra jumps at Odysseus’s shout. Her wings fluffing up before ruffling back in place. Covering her smile at his excitement.

“It depends? Each fae have their strong points. Kiara is a fae of ice and dark. Rose is a fae of fire and tricks. And I’m of the earth and healing.” Lyra turned when she heard Rose. Waving at her sister.

Rose however was eyeing Perimedes. Well more so his hand on his sword. He brow raised before shrugging off the tension.

“Eh. Seen bigger swords.” She walked over and set the boar down.

“Our game is small but plentiful. Should have no issue feeding your army.” Rose stretched. Her hawk like wings extending to show off how big they were. Her own way of puffing up to intimidate.

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Lyra jolted when she felt a presence in one of the rings. Kiara had set up several for protection and they worked like an alarm system. But this felt different.

Hurrying, the young fae stepped through one of her own and appeared besides… a kid?

“Hey. Hey, you’re alright.” She tried to ease his panic. How did a child get stuck? The rings should only trap threats.

“Easy. I’ll help you out of here.” Lyra held a hand out to the boy.

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Lyra jumps at Odysseus’s shout. Her wings fluffing up before ruffling back in place. Covering her smile at his excitement.

“It depends? Each fae have their strong points. Kiara is a fae of ice and dark. Rose is a fae of fire and tricks. And I’m of the earth and healing.” Lyra turned when she heard Rose. Waving at her sister.

Rose however was eyeing Perimedes. Well more so his hand on his sword. He brow raised before shrugging off the tension.

“Eh. Seen bigger swords.” She walked over and set the boar down.

“Our game is small but plentiful. Should have no issue feeding your army.” Rose stretched. Her hawk like wings extending to show off how big they were. Her own way of puffing up to intimidate.

“Oh of course! And I weave some of my magic into the baskets. So any food in them will last much longer without rotting.” The other human was polite. Thanking her just like Cara did. She gave him a kind smile. Poking his puffed up chest.

“Good! You’ll all be safe as long as you follow those rules. The forest is kind. It gives and sustains. The Veil.. is not so kind to strangers.” Her feathers ruffle at the thought.

She guided across the field. In the distance beside them the ring of red on the ground was just visible. They arrived at the spot Rose had been placing her kills. At the mention of his men being sick of fish she laughed.

“I suppose you’re right. Now of you go straight this way you’ll be heading deeper into the forests. Most game to hunt will be that way.” The two deer were found by a tree.

“And fruit and roots will be back towards my territory. Where you first met me, Cara.” A voice was then heard behind Peremides.

“Hope ya can hunt. Cause I ain’t doin all the work.” Rose grinned holding a small boar over her shoulder.

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“As long as you do not cause an explosion like Rose… I don’t imagine you being terrible at it.” Kiara stood and motioned for Rachel to follow her.

“Now, we’ll get started on-“ the ice fae stopped. Clearing her throat and turning back to her human. She wasn’t hers to control. Kiara didn’t own Rachel. As such she had to do things differently. Think like Lyra she supposed.

“I’ve kept you for quite some time. If you are not busy I shall show you my workshop. But I… understand if you would like to come back another time.” Permissions must be asked. No commands. Kiara could lead but it was up to Rachel which way to go.

… the fae hated giving up control. But she supposed the woman was worth it.

Kiara hummed in thought.

“Your weekend will do. But I’ll allow you to choose the time. You know your schedule better than I, no?” The fae grinned and leaned back in her chair. The atmosphere much more comfortable. Relaxed.

“Read the tome. Take your time with it. Every day we meet we will go over any questions you may have.” Her finger tapped against her cup. Eyeing Rachel as she planned their lessons.

“We’ll start you on potions, I think. It takes concentration and will start the flow of your natural magic. From there we’ll be able to determine just where your talents lie.”

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The energy that radiated off the two leaders of Berk had Lyra feeling light. Positive. Happy. Even with the fish now thrown at Altair, Lyra felt herself opening up.

Altair easily caught the fish and ate it. Sending a blast of cool air at Toothless in greeting. She walked besides the nightfury, flicking Hiccup with her tail lightly.

“I mean. I’ve felt worse pain than that.” Lyra was smiling too hard and fighting the laughter. The teasing and jokes between them made the past just a fleeting memory. “Besides, any magic comes with a cost.”

Eye-opening

Oh stars help her. She got lost in a fit of laughter again. Altair’s gaze was locked on her fae. Low rumbles in her chest at hearing the happy sounds from the usually quiet being.

“I’m glad I could at least confirm your ideas. You certainly have an eye for dragain.” She covered her face at her own bad joke. Peaking out at Astrid.

“Can’t wait to see what magic you pull off to get fish smell out.”

Living on Berk was a dream. Lyra was learning fast from Gothi to be a healer and Altair was finally warming up to being around other dragons again! The two often flying in the evenings together. And Lyra exploring the forests for plants and herbs. She felt alive. Free.

It was only three months later when the dream would shatter. Lyra was working on a garden she’d placed by her hut. Her home! She smiled bright. Altair resting near by when she suddenly raised her head. Scenting the air before hissing. Her eyes sharp and teeth bared. The dragon all but pushing Lyra into the hut.

“Altair? What’s gotten into you? Wh-“ she covered her mouth to stop the panic that bubbled up. Thanking the stars the hut was big enough for both her and Altair to hide inside before they were seen.

Two large men, though smaller than most of those on Berk, approached the village. Dragon hide armor with metal spikes adorned them. One with a sword on his hip and the other with an axe. And hanging from both, iron shackles.

“We request a meeting with the chief of this place.” One of them called out.

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💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side?

It’s rather simple to get on Lyra’s good side. Be kind. She reflects the kindness shown to her. Gestures she appreciates are gentle touches. A hand on an arm or back. Things that show others care but not constricting.

Lyra does love hugs and hand holding. But only once she’s close and trusts the other.

For Rose it’s honesty. She’s lived her life lying and being lied to. Genuine kind words or praise knocks her back. And surprisingly she likes hand made things.

Kiara… is a little trickier. First to get on her good side you better be good to Lyra and Rose. If you get on Lyra’s good side you’re on the right track.

And surprisingly you have to match her cold with fire. Challenge what she says if she’s wrong. Be as protective of her as she is of everyone else. Kiara appreciates someone who can more openly show family affection and love than she can.

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Wait… you can do that?

Lyra felt herself flinch and tensed besides Hiccup. She’d forgotten herself. She’d just started rambling and of course it wasn’t something normal.

But Hiccup was excited? Her eyes flickered to Astrid and even she looked more amused if not sorry for all the questions. The smile came back as Lyra bounced at little in her step. Hiccup’s excitement rubbing off on her.

“Honestly I could only do the connection long enough to see where the cage was. She was by the water and it was so bright!” Her brows furrowed as she tried to remember.

“Seeing through her eyes… I saw things clearer that would be so far away for my own. It’s hard to explain.”She looked up at the sky and other dragons flying.

“Maybe when I’m… better. And if you want… you could look through Toothless’s eyes?” Lyra wanted to help him in is learning and curiosity. But she also knew how unnatural she was to them. Before her thoughts turned dark Altair appeared and dropped a small fish on her head.

“…. Why?! Did you hear me talking about you?!” Ugh. Good thing they were rinsing her hair out anyway.

Living on Berk was a dream. Lyra was learning fast from Gothi to be a healer and Altair was finally warming up to being around other dragons again! The two often flying in the evenings together. And Lyra exploring the forests for plants and herbs. She felt alive. Free.

It was only three months later when the dream would shatter. Lyra was working on a garden she’d placed by her hut. Her home! She smiled bright. Altair resting near by when she suddenly raised her head. Scenting the air before hissing. Her eyes sharp and teeth bared. The dragon all but pushing Lyra into the hut.

“Altair? What’s gotten into you? Wh-“ she covered her mouth to stop the panic that bubbled up. Thanking the stars the hut was big enough for both her and Altair to hide inside before they were seen.

Two large men, though smaller than most of those on Berk, approached the village. Dragon hide armor with metal spikes adorned them. One with a sword on his hip and the other with an axe. And hanging from both, iron shackles.

“We request a meeting with the chief of this place.” One of them called out.

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Misc. Ask Meme

❣️ - What are their love languages? 🌙 - What’s their sleep schedule like? 🎁 - How do they feel about their birthday/birthdays in general? 🧑‍🦰 - Have they ever dyed their hair? Ever cut it themself? 🍷- How do they feel about alcohol? 🗣️ - How do they handle public speaking? 🎮 - What’s their favorite game? 💓 - What are some signs they’ve fallen for someone? How do they show their affection? 🤡 - What’s something dumb they’re embarrassed about? 🌱 - Do they have a green thumb or are they a plant killer? 📱 - What social media do they use the most? 👪 - What’s their relationship with their parents like? 🐒 - What’s their favorite animal? 🧳 - What countries have they been to? 🤔 - What’s something they’ll never understand? 🎨 - What’s their favorite color? ☂️ - How do they feel about rain? 🎶 - What’s a song they really like? 🖌️ - Do they have any hobbies? 💤 - What do they absolutely need to have to fall asleep? 🎢 - Do they like amusement parks? What’s their favorite ride? 🗺️ - What languages do they speak? 🍳 - How well can they cook? 🍪 - How well can they bake? 💘 - What do they find attractive about their partner(s)? 👗 - How comfortable would they be wearing a skirt or dress? 💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side? ☕ - Coffee or tea? 💀 - How do they feel about horror movies? 🧸 - Do they have any stuffed animals? If so, are they decorative or do they sleep with them? 💖 - How and how often do they try to impress their partner(s)? How and how often do their partner(s) impress them? 🍽️ - What’s their favorite food? 🧑‍🍼 - How do they feel about kids? 🐾 - Do they have any pets? 💬 - What are some filler/buffer words they use? (Like, um, etc.) 🏳️‍🌈 - What do they identify as? What are their pronouns? 🧑‍🤝‍🧑 - Do they have any siblings? 🥰 - What pet names do their partner(s) use for them? How flustered do they get by them? 🌳 - What’s their extended family like? 🎲 - Pick a random question to answer from this list.

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Huh. Live entertainment. This place was full of surprises. As was the bartender.

“Sylus? Nice ta meet ya. The name’s Rose.” She took a sip and hummed happily at the burn of the whisky.

“Ya plan on actually gettin up there to sing while you’re open one day? I’d love ta see that.” Rose caught movement over at the pool table. Looked like it was her show time. She took some cash out from her leather jacket and placed it on the bar.

“If you’re as smooth on stage as ya are behind the bar, bet ya bring the house down.” Picking up her drink she gave him a playful wink before heading towards the pool table.

The bar was loud and active. Crowded but enough room for the woman to walk around the people without being shoved. The redhead kept her eyes scanning the place. Just in case she had to get out quick should her little game get out of hand.

Cards were out. Not really the place. She could easily just pick pocket the drunks but where was the fun in that? The pool table was looking the most promising. She smirked already making a plan. But first she’d grab a drink. Had to look the part of a silly tipsy damsel before she wiped the floor with them.

Finding a clear spot at the bar Rose leaned against it. She ran a hand through her short hair before raising it to catch the bartender’s attention.

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It was dark. So dark. She couldn’t see anything but she could feel the pain in her arm. Could smell the burning flesh. It didn’t matter how she pulled or tried to get away from it. The shackle dug into her wrist and scorched the skin.

Her screams got caught in her throat. She couldn’t call for help. She cried as she curled up. Wanting the pain to end.

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Lyra jolted awake, gasping for breath. Her wrist pulled close to her chest as her hand gripped it. She tried to calm her breathing but her body was shaking too much. She had to run. Had to get away. She tripped as she tried to get out of her bed. Falling hard on the wooden floors.

Wooden. Not stone. And the moon shone through her window. Her room. Her home. Slowly the nightmare faded and Lyra took a shaky breath.

Yeah. There was no way she was getting back to sleep. Standing she quietly made her way outside. The night air cooling her heated skin. Lyra pulled her cloak closer to her ask she wandered.

It has been a long time since she had a nightmare… a memory as strong as that. Gentle fingers traced the scarring. The fae swore she could still feel the burning. Sitting besides a small creek she submerged her left wrist into the cold water. Willing the real world to override the phantom pain.

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“Performances huh?” Her grin widened. “What kind of performances? Not the pole kind?” She laughed. Oh if it got wilder here the opportunities would be so good. She watched him work and enjoyed the view.

“Thanks. Ya sure know how to rock the bar scene.” Rose teased.

The bar was loud and active. Crowded but enough room for the woman to walk around the people without being shoved. The redhead kept her eyes scanning the place. Just in case she had to get out quick should her little game get out of hand.

Cards were out. Not really the place. She could easily just pick pocket the drunks but where was the fun in that? The pool table was looking the most promising. She smirked already making a plan. But first she’d grab a drink. Had to look the part of a silly tipsy damsel before she wiped the floor with them.

Finding a clear spot at the bar Rose leaned against it. She ran a hand through her short hair before raising it to catch the bartender’s attention.

@emeraldtricksterloki

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Rose laughed and raised an eyebrow at the man.

“Ain’t that kinda the whole thing about bars? Loud people, louder music and even stronger drinks?” She grinned before looking at the bottles behind the bar.

“Hm good selection too. How about a double shot of whiskey on the rocks?” The fae could get use to this place. If she played her game right maybe this could be her new haunt.

The bar was loud and active. Crowded but enough room for the woman to walk around the people without being shoved. The redhead kept her eyes scanning the place. Just in case she had to get out quick should her little game get out of hand.

Cards were out. Not really the place. She could easily just pick pocket the drunks but where was the fun in that? The pool table was looking the most promising. She smirked already making a plan. But first she’d grab a drink. Had to look the part of a silly tipsy damsel before she wiped the floor with them.

Finding a clear spot at the bar Rose leaned against it. She ran a hand through her short hair before raising it to catch the bartender’s attention.

@emeraldtricksterloki

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The bar was loud and active. Crowded but enough room for the woman to walk around the people without being shoved. The redhead kept her eyes scanning the place. Just in case she had to get out quick should her little game get out of hand.

Cards were out. Not really the place. She could easily just pick pocket the drunks but where was the fun in that? The pool table was looking the most promising. She smirked already making a plan. But first she’d grab a drink. Had to look the part of a silly tipsy damsel before she wiped the floor with them.

Finding a clear spot at the bar Rose leaned against it. She ran a hand through her short hair before raising it to catch the bartender’s attention.

@emeraldtricksterloki

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Oh! Right. She must have been feeling off. She’s almost gone back to old habits. Lyra thanked the stars for these two. Keeping her mind in the present.

Though, listening to Hiccup’s theory Lyra nodded in agreement.

“You’re right. Altair’s vision is way different from us.” Lyra walked next to them as she played with her hair.

“I remember having to share Altair’s sight when the hunters caught us. They’d separated us and when I escaped I couldn’t find her. I had to look through her eyes so she could show me where she was.” The fae shook her head at the memory.

“It was intense. My head hurt horrid after. It was.. a lot. Altair sees so many more colors than I do.” Lyra hummed as she thought about her illusion.

“I wonder if she could see her scales under the illusion? Maybe to her it was like I put dye on her scales like you did my hair.” No wonder Altair thought her scales were dirty.

Living on Berk was a dream. Lyra was learning fast from Gothi to be a healer and Altair was finally warming up to being around other dragons again! The two often flying in the evenings together. And Lyra exploring the forests for plants and herbs. She felt alive. Free.

It was only three months later when the dream would shatter. Lyra was working on a garden she’d placed by her hut. Her home! She smiled bright. Altair resting near by when she suddenly raised her head. Scenting the air before hissing. Her eyes sharp and teeth bared. The dragon all but pushing Lyra into the hut.

“Altair? What’s gotten into you? Wh-“ she covered her mouth to stop the panic that bubbled up. Thanking the stars the hut was big enough for both her and Altair to hide inside before they were seen.

Two large men, though smaller than most of those on Berk, approached the village. Dragon hide armor with metal spikes adorned them. One with a sword on his hip and the other with an axe. And hanging from both, iron shackles.

“We request a meeting with the chief of this place.” One of them called out.

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It was dark. So dark. She couldn’t see anything but she could feel the pain in her arm. Could smell the burning flesh. It didn’t matter how she pulled or tried to get away from it. The shackle dug into her wrist and scorched the skin.

Her screams got caught in her throat. She couldn’t call for help. She cried as she curled up. Wanting the pain to end.

———-

Lyra jolted awake, gasping for breath. Her wrist pulled close to her chest as her hand gripped it. She tried to calm her breathing but her body was shaking too much. She had to run. Had to get away. She tripped as she tried to get out of her bed. Falling hard on the wooden floors.

Wooden. Not stone. And the moon shone through her window. Her room. Her home. Slowly the nightmare faded and Lyra took a shaky breath.

Yeah. There was no way she was getting back to sleep. Standing she quietly made her way outside. The night air cooling her heated skin. Lyra pulled her cloak closer to her ask she wandered.

It has been a long time since she had a nightmare… a memory as strong as that. Gentle fingers traced the scarring. The fae swore she could still feel the burning. Sitting besides a small creek she submerged her left wrist into the cold water. Willing the real world to override the phantom pain.

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Autumn at the Fairy Glen, Eryri National Park