Regardless of how well she had taken to being around him- he saw sense in keeping his distance for a time at least until sleep had claimed her and her breaths had slowed to the rhythm of slumber. Soon the warm bed he made would cool as the brisk air continuously kissed the heat away. Drops fell steadily from the thick canopy as more water gathered at the top under an endless stream of rain. Blizzard snorted as a drop pegged him between the eyes and stood, plodding closer to Ava’s form and curling his tail carefully around her slight figure. So fragile humans were.

He lay again, daring to move no closer as he watched her sleep. What a reward the great spirits granted him- or was it a test? Or how Berk would be so happy to have the girl back. It was this thought that he used to squash the selfish desire to keep her out here with him. 

The drops were falling faster though, penetrating the cover of trees and while he was reluctant to see how she’d react upon waking- Blizzard spread his wing and hid her from the elements by curving it over her. It was some what uncomfortable but knowing she was less likely to catch some awful human illness made it easier for him to sleep.