Their views of excitement were probably vastly different. After all Ava was frightened by the thought of entering a meager little village who probably had no enemies aside from the local dragons. One would think they would have gotten along swimming given the man that had raised her most of these years... But if she couldn't even face that what could he show her in these waters that wouldn't spook her? He closed his eyes and breathed in the brisk air- it grew colder as they got closer to Berk. A school of Scaldrons passed through the waves below them unaware they were being watched since his white scales camouflaged them against the clouds above. Their wings would spread over the surface in a watery flight, scattering droplets and after a few moments of watching this Blizzard dipped lower to fly through the light spray. By the time the dragons noticed them he had already scooped past them all- snatching a fish out of the water and flipping it upward to catch it in his mouth.

He ascended again- and from this height there was several visible islands in the distance. He rumbled in question. If she was going to be so picky about what she was okay with than she could pick their next location. He'd like to see her do a better job.