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[featherbeaned]

Miya is going on vacation.

It won't be for long. A couple of days, maybe a week. Less, if Things Happen. (Hopefully things won't happen.) Kit's busy with his end of year studying and exams, and Miya, well … she just wants some time to really spread her wings; to fly free without worry of causing an international incident.

… Well. More international incidents.

Luckily for her, she's got some shiny interdimensional powers that she's been just dying to play with. Just for fun, for once. So she squares it all off with Kit, gives him a hug and a big ol' kiss on the cheek, and away she goes.

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[featherbeaned]

[ SORRY NOT SORRY ]

[ She's at least polite enough to stay back while he gets himself orientated, sitting back comfortably on her haunches. Her tail swishes around to wrap over her paws, the tip slowly twitching back and forth. Hm, hmm, she should maybe (probably?) stop laughing and offer to lend a paw - ]

[ But before she can make good on her thought, he takes his leg off. Just. Straight up takes it off right then and there. Her giggles become a trill of interest, and she shuffles a smidge closer, stretching out her snout some to sniff in their direction. Metal? Metal like Kit's, almost, but way more simple. Huh ]

[protectshisown]

[Toothless growls a bit louder as she moves closer, hunching more defensively over Hiccup. Doesn't matter what crazy Hiccup is insisting on, he isn't going to let him get hurt while he's vulnerable.]

[Hiccup pats his side again, briefly, before focusing on untangling his leg.] Just. Stay there for a moment. He's protective. You know, big scary dragon, squishy human, he's always a little ornery when I'm not in the best state.

[And FREE.] Ah, there we go. [And gonna reattach his leg.]

So are you like....a mimicker? Is that it? Because that sounded like a word. Heard rumors of dragons like that, but never seen one.

[featherbeaned]

[ okay, mr. big scary maybe-dragon, she'll stay here ]

[ because she's a (sometimes) polite dragon with (occasionally reasonably) manners, thank you very much ]

[ settles herself back down to sit, looking between them with avid curiosity. a maybe-dragon, and a definitely-human friend ... partners, then? like she and kit? it could be something like that, she thinks, when she catches a glimpse of the maybe-dragon's prosthetic tail-fin. ]

[ rather than try to answer the human's chatter, she tilts her head ... tilts it the other way ... and, points to herself with one of her front paws. ]

Miya.

[ When in doubt, start with the basics. ]

[protectshisown]

[Mimicker seems likely. He's never had a dragon actually talk before. Make sounds kind of like words, but he thinks their throats just aren't built right? Like how a human can't really make some dragon sounds. He knows dragons can understand words, though usually that requires human exposure.]

[But this dragon was on their own and any villages close by that bonded with dragons, he was a frequent visitor of. So she was wild?]

[Except....except that sounds like a name? Or Me combined with yes?]

Is that...something someone called you? [He's getting himself to his feet, keeping a hand on Toothless' side until the dragon maybe a displeased growl, but lowers his wing now.]

[featherbeaned]

[ It's … hard to tell whether or not that's progress. ]

[ Hm. ]

[ Every word he speaks, she watches just as closely as she listens. He's asking questions. That's easy enough to tell. Kit's intonation changes in similar ways; it was one of the first things she'd picked up on when she'd been learning English. ]

[ Her ears flick, and so does her tail. The feathery ridge of her brow furrows. ]

Miya. [ She points to herself again, actually patting herself on the chest this time. ] I'm a dragon. [ Then she points at him. ] And you?