It’d been awhile since he last saw his parents and Blizzard playfully batted his father on the nose as they sat there just within the circle of the fire‘s light. Sure he disappeared for long stretches of time but Berk was [I]too[/I] friendly- hands always trying to gain his approval when he had no desire to be touched by them. His patience level was not the best. Sometimes he was fend up and he had to leave but most of the time he just enjoyed traveling enough that it was the only excuse he needed… and he’d taken it upon himself to search for Ava since no one else dared to stray out as far as he did. He didn’t know if that was his true reason for leaving the island for such long journeys or if it was the joy of finding new places. But it didn’t matter, right?

He was watching the girl now as she sat near the fire and her parents sat close to one another. Hiccup touched Castiel arm to signify that he was getting up and then got to his feet. He took one of the furs off the armchair and carried it over to drape it across Ava’s shoulders before crouching down besides her. “Every villager in Berk has a dragon. Not all of them ride theirs, the elder for example… has a flock of terrors as her pets.” He smiled at her “and I’m pretty sure that Blizzard has waited all this time to be your dragon.”

Blizzard stuck his nose up at this and turned his head away causing Hiccup to laugh and glance over at Castiel with an amused smile because the truth was obvious when they had waited for years for Blizzard to accept a rider- only for him to refuse every one. The only person he ever let ride him was Ava. “But yes. These dragons have been living with us for over a decade. Occasionally one does throw a tantrum but it’s no different than living with your average Vikings. Things get wrecked sometimes.”