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Hiccup groaned, forelegs curling up to his torso. " Hey, he's alive!" A hand brushed against Hiccup's auburn hair, making his green eyes open slowly. Blue eyes smiled down at him. The centaur from last night. He was a white stallion; young. Maybe about three, four, old enough to leave the herd and start his own. He wore no colored grass bands, indicating he had yet to find a mate. He stood, walking over to water jug in the corner of the cave. " My name is Frost. I saw you fall outside- really bad fever. I thought you wouldn't make it for a little while." Frost lifted Hiccup's head with one hand, slowly pouring water in the deertaur's

Hiccup groaned, forelegs curling up to his torso. " Hey, he's alive!" A hand brushed against Hiccup's auburn hair, making his green eyes open slowly. Blue eyes smiled down at him. The centaur from last night. He was a white stallion; young. Maybe about three, four, old enough to leave the herd and start his own. He wore no colored grass bands, indicating he had yet to find a mate. He stood, walking over to water jug in the corner of the cave. " My name is Frost. I saw you fall outside- really bad fever. I thought you wouldn't make it for a little while." Frost lifted Hiccup's head with one hand, slowly pouring water in the deertaur's