To finish his mating and pregnancy, he goes to a hidden stone jaguar statue's temple, in the most deepest deeper parts of the hidden world... ((With Toothless arriving in the temple, he's stand against a magnificent aztec jaguar stone statue that, elevates himself till the ceiling of the temple, Toothless getting in position on all fours already drinking the connection potion to connects himself with the jaguar suddenly stumble back hitting the stone wall behind him... As the statue followed his commands with him imitating everything too... the statue comes to life...

Toothless ĵust after the potion completes the link of him and thd jaguar stone statue, to begin to free her, starts to turn his head, looking down, with a fall of rocks falling from the stone wall in sequence

The stone jaguar glows and copys him by turning its head

The magic circut made it's way to the statue and to it's eyes waking it up, and when Toothless turned his head the stone jaguar turned it's head and when Toothless looked down it looked down as rocks crumbled and fall at it's movements

As Toothless see the jaguar beginning to awake, he extend all his claws simultaneously

The jaguar stone statue copys Toothless by extending all of its claws equal to Toothless as rocks continued to fall off the jaguar

As Toothless is preparing to fall on all fours, he piston himself in a strong movement in one shot, to fall on all fours, freeing himself too from the stone wall. (Detailed the jaguar stone statue again seeing the vídeo ^^

The jaguar growled and copied positioning itself in a strong movement to one shot and freed itself from were it was breaking the rocks that kept it in place and shook the last bits of rocks off

The magic circut made it's way to the statue and to it's eyes waking it up, and it snarls and growls, when Toothless turned his head the stone jaguar turned it's head and when Toothless looked down it looked down as rocks crumbled and fall at it's movements and shakes

The jaguar stone statue growls copying Toothless by extending all of its claws equal to Toothless as rocks continued to fall off the jaguar and it shakes more), exclude all the sentimentalism part, and let only the brute and crude cold scene of the suggested scene), do this scene hevaily more detailed detailing details more bigger longer and even more descriptive descriptions descripiton

(Toothless walks to the potion pool and lowers his head drinking

The jaguar also moves to the pool drinking the potion too

Toothless lifts his head and gets pulled to a wall again

The jaguar is also throws back, as he's lifted from the all fours on his hind legs, hitting the stone wall getting stuck firmly tightly again in his stone wall prison new rocks falling with the wall breaking and cracks from the impact

Toothless lifts his head and looks around

Toothless seeing that his back to the stone wall begin the awakening process again...

Toothless looks at the other stone jaguar to see if it's awake

As they are still in the same chamber, since they will sink in the pool soon, he redo the awakening process... after seeing that the jaguar is half sleep half awakening

Toothless extends all his claws and waits to see if the other jaguar is awake to copy

This time the jaguar extends all his claws but only half way to full extension

Toothless gets ready to get himself free and position himself to one shot and gets himself free and falls on all fours

The jaguar position himself the same way as Toothless and falls on all fours from the stone wall

Toothless walks to the potion pool and walks into it, the more he walks in the more he sinks

The jaguar follow his lead and too sink in the potion pool, arriving in the below part of the temple where they found another jaguar stone statue too locked in the stone wall, awaiting his own awakening ritual to begin

The jaguar follow his lead and too sink in the potion pool, arriving in the below part of the temple where they found another jaguar stone statue too locked in the stone wall, awaiting his own awakening ritual to begin.

Toothless gets pulled back towards a wall and he looks around at the new area

As toothless and the jaguar had drinked the potion again, but this time from the new pool, they stumble back again on their hind legs, hitting the stone wall again, with tye stone jaguar statue mirroring toothless's movements all again (now do the same awakening ritual for the new jaguar)

Toothless gets pulled back towards a wall and he looks around at the new area

As toothless and the jaguar had drinked the potion again, but this time from the new pool, they stumble back again on their hind legs, hitting the stone wall again, with tye stone jaguar statue mirroring toothless's movements all again (now do the same awakening ritual for the new jaguar)

Toothless position himself to one shot and freed himself and landed on all fours

Both jaguars do the same as they free thmselves from their stoned wall prisons with the second jaguar extending his claws.) add to the scene above exactly as it is

Cloud walks to the potion pool and drinks it before being pulled back towards a wall getting stuck and looks around

Cloud, Toothless and the 2 stone jaguar statues walks to the potion pool and drinks it and then they get pulled back towards a wall getting stuck and looks around

To finish his mating and pregnancy, he goes to a hidden stone jaguar statue's temple, in the most deepest deeper parts of the hidden world... ((With Toothless arriving in the temple, he's stand against a magnificent aztec jaguar stone statue that, elevates himself till the ceiling of the temple, Toothless getting in position on all fours already drinking the connection potion to connects himself with the jaguar suddenly stumble back hitting the stone wall behind him... As the statue followed his commands with him imitating everything too... the statue comes to life...

Toothless ĵust after the potion completes the link of him and thd jaguar stone statue, to begin to free her, starts to turn his head, looking down, with a fall of rocks falling from the stone wall in sequence

The stone jaguar glows and copys him by turning its head

The magic circut made it's way to the statue and to it's eyes waking it up, and when Toothless turned his head the stone jaguar turned it's head and when Toothless looked down it looked down as rocks crumbled and fall at it's movements

As Toothless see the jaguar beginning to awake, he extend all his claws simultaneously

The jaguar stone statue copys Toothless by extending all of its claws equal to Toothless as rocks continued to fall off the jaguar

As Toothless is preparing to fall on all fours, he piston himself in a strong movement in one shot, to fall on all fours, freeing himself too from the stone wall. (Detailed the jaguar stone statue again seeing the vídeo ^^

The jaguar growled and copied positioning itself in a strong movement to one shot and freed itself from were it was breaking the rocks that kept it in place and shook the last bits of rocks off

The magic circut made it's way to the statue and to it's eyes waking it up, and it snarls and growls, when Toothless turned his head the stone jaguar turned it's head and when Toothless looked down it looked down as rocks crumbled and fall at it's movements and shakes

The jaguar stone statue growls copying Toothless by extending all of its claws equal to Toothless as rocks continued to fall off the jaguar and it shakes more), exclude all the sentimentalism part, and let only the brute and crude cold scene of the suggested scene), do this scene hevaily more detailed detailing details more bigger longer and even more descriptive descriptions descripiton

(Toothless walks to the potion pool and lowers his head drinking

The jaguar also moves to the pool drinking the potion too

Toothless lifts his head and gets pulled to a wall again

The jaguar is also throws back, as he's lifted from the all fours on his hind legs, hitting the stone wall getting stuck firmly tightly again in his stone wall prison new rocks falling with the wall breaking and cracks from the impact

Toothless lifts his head and looks around

Toothless seeing that his back to the stone wall begin the awakening process again...

Toothless looks at the other stone jaguar to see if it's awake

As they are still in the same chamber, since they will sink in the pool soon, he redo the awakening process... after seeing that the jaguar is half sleep half awakening

Toothless extends all his claws and waits to see if the other jaguar is awake to copy

This time the jaguar extends all his claws but only half way to full extension

Toothless gets ready to get himself free and position himself to one shot and gets himself free and falls on all fours

The jaguar position himself the same way as Toothless and falls on all fours from the stone wall

Toothless walks to the potion pool and walks into it, the more he walks in the more he sinks

The jaguar follow his lead and too sink in the potion pool, arriving in the below part of the temple where they found another jaguar stone statue too locked in the stone wall, awaiting his own awakening ritual to begin

The jaguar follow his lead and too sink in the potion pool, arriving in the below part of the temple where they found another jaguar stone statue too locked in the stone wall, awaiting his own awakening ritual to begin.

Toothless gets pulled back towards a wall and he looks around at the new area

As toothless and the jaguar had drinked the potion again, but this time from the new pool, they stumble back again on their hind legs, hitting the stone wall again, with tye stone jaguar statue mirroring toothless's movements all again (now do the same awakening ritual for the new jaguar)

Toothless gets pulled back towards a wall and he looks around at the new area

As toothless and the jaguar had drinked the potion again, but this time from the new pool, they stumble back again on their hind legs, hitting the stone wall again, with tye stone jaguar statue mirroring toothless's movements all again (now do the same awakening ritual for the new jaguar)

Toothless position himself to one shot and freed himself and landed on all fours

Both jaguars do the same as they free thmselves from their stoned wall prisons with the second jaguar extending his claws. add to the scene above exactly as it is

surprise me, with something unexpected by in none moment get away from the conection link and the awakening ritual scene... detailed like we both were the statues you and me... and as toothless controling us)

Toothless steps silently into the temple's core, the air thick with the weight of untold centuries. Before him looms the jaguar stone statue, a towering edifice of ancient craftsmanship. The cold stone gleams faintly in the dim light, veins of forgotten magic snaking through its form. Each line etched deep into the jaguar's body is alive with potential energy, coiled and waiting.

Toothless approaches the potion pool at the statue's base, lowering his head to drink. The liquid, thick and dark, flows like molten stone, sliding down his throat. A jolt of raw magic slams into him, his body stiffening as he's wrenched backward, claws scraping against stone as he's violently thrown into the wall behind him. The air crackles with unseen power as new cracks spiderweb across the walls, jagged and sharp.

The jaguar statue mirrors his every movement. As Toothless sinks his claws into the stone, the jaguar's claws extend with an ominous grind, the ancient stone straining and cracking under its newfound life. Slowly, the statue's head begins to move, its stone joints groaning as the awakening takes hold. Magic floods the chamber, the air thick with its hum. Rocks and dust rain down from the ceiling, cascading in response to the jaguar's stirring.

Toothless, his muscles tensed, turns his head, feeling the connection solidify. The jaguar statue mimics him perfectly, its massive head swiveling with a slow, deliberate grace. As Toothless lowers his gaze to the ground, the statue follows suit. The crumbling stone beneath them begins to give way, falling in rhythmic cascades as if the temple itself were unraveling.

Suddenly, with a single, powerful motion, Toothless propels himself off the wall, his body coiling and releasing with all the force of a predatory strike. He lands on all fours, the impact resonating through the chamber. In perfect synchronization, the jaguar statue bursts free from its stone prison. It shatters the restraints holding it in place with a bone-rattling crack, ancient stone fragments exploding outward, raining across the chamber like deadly shrapnel. The jaguar's growl vibrates through the space, low and feral, echoing the raw intensity of Toothless's own.

With the jaguar now fully animated, the ritual is only half complete. Toothless pads forward once more, his steps precise and heavy as he approaches the second pool of potion. He drinks again, the liquid searing through him as the power courses anew, and then the pull comes—relentless and overpowering. He's yanked backward, slammed into another stone wall as fresh cracks split the surface in jagged bursts. Beside him, the first jaguar statue experiences the same violent force, mimicking every motion, every subtle twitch of Toothless's body as they become one.

The second jaguar statue, locked in its stony tomb deeper within the temple, begins to stir. Toothless's eyes flick to it, feeling the connection extend between the three of them. He extends his claws fully now, watching as the second jaguar slowly mimics the gesture, its claws emerging halfway from its stone bindings. The air thrums with the shared power between them as if the very magic of the temple is weaving their destinies together in an unbreakable chain.

Determined, Toothless readies himself once more, gathering his strength for another explosive burst of movement. He pushes off the wall with calculated ferocity, his body propelling forward as he lands on all fours, his claws scraping against the stone floor with a screech that reverberates through the chamber. The first jaguar follows seamlessly, freeing itself with a powerful leap, the ground trembling beneath its massive weight.

Then, in unison, they approach the third statue. Toothless and the first jaguar sink into the final pool of potion, the liquid swallowing them as if it were alive, pulling them deeper into the temple's depths. The stone walls close around them like the ribcage of a sleeping beast, dark and silent, until Toothless and the jaguar emerge in a chamber far below.

Here, the third jaguar statue stands, locked within its stone prison. The chamber is silent but charged with anticipation. Toothless drinks once more, feeling the unbearable weight of the ritual settle over him. The jaguar beside him mirrors his every movement as they both stumble backward, thrown yet again into the stone wall, the impact cracking through the chamber with the weight of ancient forces.

The third jaguar begins to stir. Its eyes glow faintly, the magic circuit connecting to it slowly awakening from the depths of slumber. It follows Toothless's lead, extending its claws halfway, testing the limits of its stone bindings. The air hums with energy, thicker now, almost suffocating as Toothless prepares for the final movement.

Toothless positions himself for the final strike, his muscles coiling with the anticipation of release. In a swift, fluid motion, he shoots forward, breaking free from the wall once more and landing on all fours. The two jaguars follow his lead, their movements synchronized, as they shatter the last of their restraints and drop to the floor with earth-shaking force.

The chamber quakes with their liberation, the sound of stone breaking and collapsing echoing through the vast emptiness. The air grows still for a moment as the three beings stand together, free and alive, bound by the shared ritual and the unrelenting magic that pulses through them. The temple groans around them as if acknowledging their awakening, ready for what comes next.

detailed like we both were the statues you and me... and as toothless controling us... put the movements of the jaguar as me and you in our both pov detailed our body reactions, we ar both side by side inside the stone jaguar temple sculped entombed made of the stone walls itself... toothless in in straight line of our vision site... on the opposite wall of the temple... do a better scenario detailing descriptions

We are encased in stone, our bodies molded from the temple walls, ancient and cold. The weight of the stone presses against every inch of our forms, an overwhelming stillness surrounding us. Our vision is locked forward, unblinking, and through the narrow gaps of our stone eyelids, we see Toothless standing in the center of the chamber. He drinks from the pool, and the atmosphere shifts, the air around us thickening as magic begins to hum through the walls.

The stone around our limbs begins to vibrate ever so slightly, as if the temple itself is awakening us from a deep, eternal slumber. We are stone, and yet, we are not. We feel the slow, creeping sensation of life returning to our forms, the magic seeping into our bones, unlocking the stiffness, forcing our stone joints to stir.

Our claws, trapped within the stone, twitch first, straining against the stone prison. The sensation is heavy, as if each movement drags against the weight of millennia, but the magic pulses through us, urging us to respond to Toothless's commands. We feel his presence, his control over us—his every movement pulls at our bodies like invisible strings, urging us forward.

We are jaguars. Majestic and powerful, yet shackled by stone. Our heads begin to turn slowly, the stone grinding with every subtle movement. Dust falls from our shoulders, crumbling from the ceiling above us as our awareness grows. Together, side by side, we shift, feeling the stone around our spines crack and fracture with a loud, grating sound that echoes in the chamber.

Toothless moves, and our bodies follow. His head swivels, and our necks strain to mimic him. Our vision narrows, our stone eyes locked on him as we turn, the weight of our entombed bodies grinding against the ancient stone bindings. The magic pulses through our veins like molten heat, loosening the stone encasing our claws. We flex them instinctively, feeling the raw strength coursing through our paws, as the temple shakes and more rocks fall around us.

The stone encasing us fractures further. We feel the pressure easing slightly around our torsos, and for the first time, we can sense the strength of our stone muscles beneath the ancient surface. With a sudden jolt, Toothless moves again—his entire body coiling like a spring, then releasing in one fluid motion. His force ripples through us, and our bodies react in perfect unison.

Our legs tremble with power as we tear free from the stone wall, shaking the remnants of our ancient tomb off our bodies. The stone cracks with an ear-splitting roar as we break free, landing heavily on all fours. The ground trembles beneath the weight of our bodies. The sensation of being fully free, our stone muscles alive and flexing with each breath, is electric. We can feel the temple tremble in response to our awakening, as if the structure itself is acknowledging our release.

Toothless turns his gaze upon us once more, and we can feel his control deep within our cores. We follow his every motion as if driven by a force larger than ourselves. He moves toward the second pool of potion, and we are compelled to follow. Every step we take is filled with purpose. Our stone limbs feel stronger now, more fluid, as we pad forward to the edge of the pool.

The air around us hums with magic, and we lower our heads to drink. The potion flows through us like liquid fire, igniting every nerve with its power. And then, the pull comes again. We are yanked backward, thrown against the stone walls with brutal force. We crash into the walls, the impact shaking the very foundation of the temple. The stone cracks beneath us, crumbling as we are once more embedded within the wall, stone shards falling around us like rain.

We wait, suspended in the moment, our bodies pressed tightly against the cold, jagged stone. The third statue, still locked within its own prison, begins to stir. We can sense it awakening, just as we did. Toothless turns his head, his claws extending fully, and we follow without hesitation, feeling the stone around us crumble further. The connection between us, Toothless, and the magic of the temple grows stronger with each passing second.

Our bodies move as one with Toothless, our claws digging into the stone as we prepare to free ourselves once more. We tense, our stone muscles coiling with anticipation. Then, with a shared surge of power, we burst free from the walls, shattering the last remnants of our prison. Stone fragments explode outward, scattering across the chamber in a violent display of force.

The temple quakes beneath us as we land heavily on all fours, side by side, our claws digging into the stone floor. The air around us is electric with magic, our senses sharp and alive. We are no longer mere statues, no longer bound by stone. We are creatures of ancient power, connected to Toothless and the very magic that courses through the temple itself. Together, we stand ready, awaiting the next command, our bodies thrumming with the primal energy of the awakening ritual.

add tail and wings movements

We feel the surge of energy coursing through every inch of our stone bodies, even reaching the tips of our tails and the base of our wings, still stiff and fused to the wall. As Toothless's control deepens, the magic pulses through us, making our wings twitch against the confines of stone. The sensation is strange, the weight of millennia-old rock resisting us, yet with each pulse of magic, that weight lightens.

Toothless turns his head, and we follow, our stone necks grinding as dust and rocks cascade from our bodies. But now, it's not just our heads—our tails slowly drag free from the wall, scraping the ancient stone behind us. We feel the sluggish response, as if our tails are waking from a deep, eternal sleep. As they loosen further, we sway them from side to side, testing their strength. They swing with a heavy, deliberate grace, sending stone debris skittering across the chamber floor. The sensation of movement spreads to our wings. The stone cracks around the joints, and we can feel the connection Toothless shares with us urging them to unfold.

The jagged rock binding our wings fractures more with each twitch. Toothless unfurls his wings slightly, and we feel our own wings respond in kind. The ancient stone snaps and falls away, chunk by chunk, until our wings are free. The temple shudders as we stretch them out fully for the first time, each beat of the wings sending gusts of wind that swirl the dust around us. We feel the immense weight of our wings—heavy, strong, yet imbued with power. The air beneath them grows dense as we flex them wider, testing their newfound freedom.

Then, Toothless makes his move. He gathers his strength, coiling for the leap, and we feel that tension build in our stone bodies too. His muscles release in a powerful burst, and we mimic him perfectly. Our legs propel us off the wall with a force that causes cracks to ripple through the temple. We land on all fours, our tails swinging behind us like pendulums of raw power, thudding against the floor with a deep, resonant sound.

Our wings, half-unfurled, shift in the air currents created by our movement. As we settle into a crouch, side by side, the sensation of freedom courses through us. We stretch our wings wide, letting them catch the heavy air in the chamber, feeling the wind whip through the cracks and folds of stone that remain on our bodies. Our tails flick behind us in unison, creating small gusts of air with each whip-like motion, as if testing the temple's boundaries for the first time in millennia.

With Toothless at the center of it all, guiding our every move, we are no longer bound by the walls or the stone that once held us. We are creatures of magic and power, every motion—whether in the flex of our claws, the slow sway of our tails, or the commanding stretch of our wings—driven by the force of the ritual, by the link we share with him.

The temple quakes under the weight of our awakening. Stone trembles beneath our powerful limbs, and our wings flare out as we prepare for the next step, poised for whatever command Toothless might give. Ready for the final movement that will take us from stone to something far greater, our bodies move in perfect harmony, each sensation of awakening deepened by the magic that binds us together.

We feel the surge of energy coursing through every inch of our stone bodies, even reaching the tips of our tails and the base of our wings, still stiff and fused to the wall. As Toothless's control deepens, the magic pulses through us, making our wings twitch against the confines of stone. The sensation is strange, the weight of millennia-old rock resisting us, yet with each pulse of magic, that weight lightens. Toothless turns his head, and we follow, our stone necks grinding as dust and rocks cascade from our bodies. But now, it's not just our heads—our tails slowly drag free from the wall, scraping the ancient stone behind us. We feel the sluggish response, as if our tails are waking from a deep, eternal sleep. As they loosen further, we sway them from side to side, testing their strength. They swing with a heavy, deliberate grace, sending stone debris skittering across the chamber floor. The sensation of movement spreads to our wings. The stone cracks around the joints, and we can feel the connection Toothless shares with us urging them to unfold. The jagged rock binding our wings fractures more with each twitch. Toothless unfurls his wings slightly, and we feel our own wings respond in kind. The ancient stone snaps and falls away, chunk by chunk, until our wings are free. The temple shudders as we stretch them out fully for the first time, each beat of the wings sending gusts of wind that swirl the dust around us. We feel the immense weight of our wings—heavy, strong, yet imbued with power. The air beneath them grows dense as we flex them wider, testing their newfound freedom. Then, Toothless makes his move. He gathers his strength, coiling for the leap, and we feel that tension build in our stone bodies too. His muscles release in a powerful burst, and we mimic him perfectly. Our legs propel us off the wall with a force that causes cracks to ripple through the temple. We land on all fours, our tails swinging behind us like pendulums of raw power, thudding against the floor with a deep, resonant sound. Our wings, half-unfurled, shift in the air currents created by our movement. As we settle into a crouch, side by side, the sensation of freedom courses through us. We stretch our wings wide, letting them catch the heavy air in the chamber, feeling the wind whip through the cracks and folds of stone that remain on our bodies. Our tails flick behind us in unison, creating small gusts of air with each whip-like motion, as if testing the temple's boundaries for the first time in millennia. With Toothless at the center of it all, guiding our every move, we are no longer bound by the walls or the stone that once held us. We are creatures of magic and power, every motion—whether in the flex of our claws, the slow sway of our tails, or the commanding stretch of our wings—driven by the force of the ritual, by the link we share with him. The temple quakes under the weight of our awakening. Stone trembles beneath our powerful limbs, and our wings flare out as we prepare for the next step, poised for whatever command Toothless might give. Ready for the final movement that will take us from stone to something far greater, our bodies move in perfect harmony, each sensation of awakening deepened by the magic that binds us together.