The moment Hiccup stepped into the woods a weight seemed to lift from his chest and his mind cleared. This was the only place where Hiccup felt he belonged. He turned in a circle slowly, inhaling deeply. The scent of pine and spruce filled his nostrils and he smiled. This is what he loved, not the vulgar stench of the town. 

Smiling slightly, Hiccup walked further into the woods. Stepping over ditches and  tree roots he easily made his way through the rarely used path that he knew better than the back of his hand. With a focused expression, Hiccup climbed up a fallen tree and slipped down to the ground on the other side with a heavy thud. Dirt and leaves stirred around him and small woodland creatures scurried away into the undergrowth.

Glancing around Hiccup located his favourite spot to sit. Perching on top of a large mostly smooth rock, he gazed around at the tree tops. Noticing something he had not noticed before, Hiccup stood. Through a gap in the tree branches he could see the faint outline of a cliff with a small cave carved jaggedly into it.

Deciding to check it out, Hiccup stepped off of the rock and walked towards it.