Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Lier and Rider. Enjoy the 900- word chapter. I don't own HTTYD, Dream Works and a few others do.

(Iceberg Island 4 months before HTTYD 2.)

Heather awoke to the sound of Frosttooth landing as Brant dropped off the dragon and pet the Snow Wraith on the head as he started walking towards the camp Heather and he had set up in the 2 weeks since they had set up base on the island.

"No sign of the Hunter base yet, but me and Frosttooth took out another 10 ships and all the hunters crewing them…. Either they've gone into hiding to rebuild or their planning something… They haven't been enslaving many dragons which makes them even harder to track down… I hate to say it, I'm going to have to go see some of my allies for more information on them…. Damn hunters are making getting rid of them even harder then I thought it'd be…."

Brant said, muttering the last part as Heather's eyes widened at the thought that Brant, who had proclaimed to be working alone had allies.

"Before you ask, I do not have many allies… But the few I do have given me information and provided supplies to me during my private war against the Hunters… There might be time to go gather the rest of them…. Heather, I'm going to talk to my sources… If I am able to, I might also convince them to join our war against the Hunters… There's a few who aren't affiliated with your brother or Berk… I'm going to meet them…. You can either come with me to my allies… Or you can stay here, attack the Hunters that pass through, spruce up the place… You did make the camp and all that… It's all up to you… It's going to take me an hour to pack for the trip, I have to get fish for Frosttooth and food and water… Seawater isn't drinkable, the salt in it isn't safe… You have an hour to decide… Until then, relax."

Brant muttered as he started walking away as Frosttooth cooed at her before the Snow Wraith flapped his wings and took off to go find fish or meat that he and Brant could eat.

Heather rolled her eyes as she watched the duo walk in different directions with a crack of her neck as she kicked off her boots, wiggled her toes and closed her eyes.

(With Brant.)

Fishing was something Brant mildly enjoyed, he didn't enjoy the fish being killed, but the act of catching the fish was something he had enjoyed since was a boy.

"I hope Heather is going to be ok with meeting…. Maybe I shouldn't bring her, some of them were the guys who helped kidnap her parents… Then again, her brother did kill them… This isn't much different than when I was 10… Then again, back then I was barely able to handle a bow and arrow and a dagger, much less a sword…."

Brant muttered to himself as he filled his canteen with water and counted the amount of fish he had caught.

It was enough to feed Frosttooth for a day or two, but the Snow Wraith was extremely picky with how many fish would sate his hunger, something that Brant had come to know all throughout his life of knowing the Snow Wraith.

"Damn Strike Class dragon… Eh, why am I complaining about him? I've know him his entire life, that dragon does what he thinks is right… Just like I've been my entire life… Besides, the trip is going to take 3 days or so to get to the meeting point even at top speed… I shouldn't be complaining… He's going to be the one flying, not me…."

Brant thought to himself as Frosttooth landed next to the stream as Frosttooth cooed and looked at the pile of fish before tossing the entire bundle of fish into his mouth as Brant rolled his eyes.

"Sure, eat your entire breakfast for tomorrow… If we have to stop so you can eat more fish, I don't want to hear it, ok?"

Brant said as Frosttooth bent down so his owner could pet him as Frosttooth was pet by his owner as Brant tugged another 3 fish out of the water as he started wrapping them, gently shoving his dragon's head to the side as he did so.

"No, this is your breakfast and I'm going to catch you lunch… This is BREAKFAST, OK?"

Brant asked as Frosttooth growled before gently nodding as they gathered up the supplies as Brant put them into a knapsack as he looked to the side as he dusted off his arms.

"C'mon, buddy, let's go see if Heather wants to go see our buddies… I doubt she's going to get along with Outcasts… Oh, she's going to kill me when she finds outs where we are going… I seriously am not looking forward to this at all… Not even a little…"

Brant started to mutter as he carried jugs of water, a bundle of fish and some food for him.

Author Notes

Phew, another chapter done! Yes, this story is going on hold for now, I do not have any other ideas for this story at the moment and I have a few other stories I wish to get to at the moment. I will update the main page when I am going to update this story. Until next time, Lighting Wolf out!