第十二章：熊-妈妈(6)

Mood-Dragon, batting her eyelashes coquettishly at the slightly dazed Toothless as she followed Camicazi and the Bog-Burglar Escape Artists and Eggingarde tiptoeing out the room. And that was how Eggingarde made her escape from the Amber Slavelands, and from this story, back to the safe warm arms of her mother, Bear-mama, (who had indeed been missing her), back to the magical stories of her scary Wanderer grandmother, and back to the admiration of her little brother Bearcub, whom she had never met. OK, so at least Camicazi is going to be all right and out of danger for a while, thought Hiccup dozily. It’ll take the Bog-Burglar Escape Artists quite a long time to locate the Northern Wanderer Tribe. ‘I wonder who did this?’ whispered the Wodensfang, looking at the rags and straw strewn all over the place, his ears doing that going-purple- and-indicating-danger thing. ‘Wodensfang, you’re paranoid,’ said Hiccup, yawning. ‘It’s only paranoia,’ whispered the Wodensfang, ‘if things aren’t out to get you…

’ But Hiccup and Toothless were already asleep.