Tuffnut flashes an angry expression at Astrid, but still blushes.
"Yeah.... she's all girl."
As if she's naked, Tuffnut shifts her hands to cover her crotch, and turns her back on her sister.
"And you'll find Belch's saddle much more comfy too."
She gave her ass a resounding slap.
"Please. What happened?" Astrid took them each by the hair and pulled them down to her waist.
"Is Barf and Belch safe, do you even care about your dragon?" she snapped.
"Like of course." Tuff looked up.
"Besides, we've learned an important lesson. One that Fishlegs doesn't even know." Ruff added.
"Yah." Tuffnut looked up at Astrid, and she let them go.
"You know changewings...."
Astrid nodded, more than familiar with those particular dragons, masters of disguise and able to blend into any scenery.
"Well, they have other powers than their camouflage."
"Yeah... those leafy, things on their tails and the ones that trail behind their ears."
Again Astrid nodded, suspecting where this was going.
"Well you really shouldn't eat them...."
Astrid never thought the twins would be so reckless, but with a shrug had to admit that she wasn't really that surprised. However, she rode a Deadly Nadder, and the idea of eating her spines was .... well everyone knew how poisonous her spines were.
Although she suspected that Fishlegs was holding back some information from her. He did seem to change the subject a lot, and fidget whenever she brought up Stormfly's spines and attacks.
Barf and Belch crash lazily through the tree line. Belch smelling a little uncertainly her rider, before giving her a playful head bump.
"Well, we'd best head back to the village, before it's dark."
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