Arrow Lake Fight the break of dawn

Caught up in its anger toward the coming dawn, Toothless did not see the hulking she-wolf visit the lake below, then begin to ascend directly toward it. However, its sensitive ears soon picked up on the signs of approach—perhaps even pursuit. It forgot the light creeping into the eastern sky as it moved like liquid toward the edge of the bluff and seemed to melt over its side even as the colossal wolf appeared at the head of the path leading to it.

Like a bat, Toothless clung to the underside of the rock for a split second before gravity naturally took hold, exerting its will upon the creature's lithe black body. It dropped a few yards onto another and much smaller outcropping below the first, then darted into the shadows underneath. As if the two bluffs were teeth in a great dragon's mouth, Toothless squeezed itself in between them like a microbe intending to clean its gumlines. It would stick there tenaciously, refusing to be rousted from the groove, even if the beast above came at it like the world's most aggressive, battery-operated toothbrush.