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All I have to say is follow the basic Animation Source RP rules and only swear if you use a Norse God's/Goddess' name.
For now, I'll RP as:
Atlas
Emberfang
Spinx
Amber
Dax
and I'll add more characters later ^^

Since it's your rp, go ahead and start>

Got'cha)

A few miles off the coast of Berk was a small island called Cobblestone. Its largest village was of the same name. In the dense trees surrounding the village, a red-scaled dragon was crouching on a branch. His cat-like eyes caught every little movement that the fisherman did as he tried to reel in his line. Obviously he had caught a large fish or sea creature; the man was having trouble reeling his line up to the coast.

On the other side of the island was a Nadder named Angel, she was watching kid vikings play with a ball.

(I am sooo sorry! My mom said that i have soccer practice in 5 mins! I HAVE to go! But I will be on tonight to rp for as long as I can stay awake! Promise!)

( See you then, but I might not be on very long tonight. I've got school in the morning.)

(Hello! Your life just got better! Lol)

Angel was boring watching the kids play so simply, so she decided to go play with fellow Nadders. She flew to the opposite side of the island and watched for Deadly Nadders.

(Hi again XD)

After what seemed like an eternity, the man finally managed to get his line to shore, and when he did, the dragon hidden in the trees saw a huge fish caught on the hook. This is what he had been waiting for for about an hour and without further hesitation, he swooped down, grabbed the still-squirming fish and flew off. Below him, he could hear the man shouting angrily at him as he flew through the air.

Not too far from where the incident had taken place, near the center of Cobblestone Island, was large blue and white Nightfury dragon. His blunt nose sniffed the air as he awaited someone and the creature's one good eye searched the sky at the same time. The Nightfury was already standing on his hind legs, body stretched toward the sky.

The blue and green Nadder couldn't find another Nadder anywhere, so she gave up and went to the town square to watch the viking kids play sensless games again. When she was flying over the isalnd, she saw a blue and white Night Fury. She landed to meet him.

Out of the corner of his yellow-green eye, the Nightfury caught another figure landing. He paused in his current activity of sniffing the air and brought his front feet to the ground; right after doing so, the hulking creature turned and faced the other. He saw that it was a Deadly Nadder, a species of dragon that he did. Not. Associate with. The blue and white Nightfury lifted his lip in a snarl.

"Whoa! Calm down! I'm not gonna hurt you! I thought Night Furies weren't afraid of 'whittle Deadly Nadders'."

"Who said I was afraid?" he questioned and stood up straight. He stopped growling and walked over to the Nadder, sniffing her as he began to circle her. The dragon finally stopped and took a step back. "Wait...you look familiar. Aren't you Atlas' friend?"
Suddenly, a red blur swooped down right above their heads and crashed-landed in the bushes behind them. A few seconds later, Atlas drug himself out, covered in twigs and leaves.
"Speaking of the devil," the blue dragon muttered to himself.

"Yes. And if you weren't afraid, then why did you growl? If you weren't afraid, then you would've said hi, but you growled. Hey Atlas!"

Atlas drug himself out of the bushes. The red Nightfury was covered in weeds and a smile was spread across his lips. "Hey, Angel," he greeted back, nodding his head toward the Nadder as a friendly gesture. That's when he noticed the other blue figure out the corner of his eye; turning his head, Atlas came face-to-face with the other male Nightfury. He sat, not looking too pleased, and the one-eyed dragon slowly swished his tail from side-to-side.

"Nice landing Atlas, I was just talking with this new Night Fury who seems to think I'm a threat." She made a puppy-dog look and blinked her eyes rapidly looking innocent.

Scoffing, the one-eyed dragon locked his good eye with the Nadder's. His brow furrowed.
Atlas stepped between the two, that goofy smile once again on his lips.
"Well, uh, Angel this," he nodded his head to the blue Nightfury. "This is my friend Spinx. Spinx, this is my other friend Angel."
Spinx's frown left his lips, but he refused to answer. Atlas had claimed himself and Spinx as friends, but in reality, Spinx didn't have any. He only stuck with Atlas when they found out that they were the last few Nightfury left after the destruction of their homeland; Spinx had felt sorry for the klutzy Nightfury and protected him from harm like he had done with his own sons before his island home was attacked by Vikings.
"You're friends with a Nadder." The flat statement left Spinx's lips more of a statement than a question.
"Yeah," Atlas replied, feeling a little on edge with the whole situation now. He knew how Spinx felt about the other species of dragon, he called them "lesser species", and he hated Vikings with a passion.