[ ah. there's no shortage of cries of pain, and as the creature is sent flying back, toothless is still wholly defensive even as he shakes, somewhat, even as mars offers him her hand and comforts him. there's small huffs as the pain courses through him, debilitating, but his eyes continue scanning the room looking for the shadow responsible for his injuries.
toothless looks at the door in the next area, letting out a low mumble--as if indicating they should move on. it's with very little strength, but he slowly nudges mars' hand away. not because it's not appreciated, but because... he wants to move. and move he does, to settle beside hiccup's body, finally, with a low groan--blood leaving trails on the floor as he continues to stay alert for the creature.
he feels as if he's going to die, maybe, but he's proud enough to at least stay beside who he considers most important. ]
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toothless looks at the door in the next area, letting out a low mumble--as if indicating they should move on. it's with very little strength, but he slowly nudges mars' hand away. not because it's not appreciated, but because... he wants to move. and move he does, to settle beside hiccup's body, finally, with a low groan--blood leaving trails on the floor as he continues to stay alert for the creature.
he feels as if he's going to die, maybe, but he's proud enough to at least stay beside who he considers most important. ]