[Toothless will never escape that imagery, will he...]
No. He was a dragon called a Night Fury.
[The Tropius tilts its head before craning its neck to sniff curiously at the screen and fogging up the camera a bit. She's getting a good look at you, Heather. Through the...blurred screen.]
Yeah? So what are they like--or, uh, what kind of thing could I name her?
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No. He was a dragon called a Night Fury.
[The Tropius tilts its head before craning its neck to sniff curiously at the screen and fogging up the camera a bit. She's getting a good look at you, Heather. Through the...blurred screen.]
Yeah? So what are they like--or, uh, what kind of thing could I name her?