Ava glared back at Blizzard when he told her to shut it. Yeah, that attitude of his was going to get him no where in Ava's book. Yes, she may have been small and weak, but that didn't mean she wasn't stubborn, and being a stubborn viking, she didn't like being told to 'shut it'. She looked over as Toothless laughed and decided to just let it go. She didn't feel like arguing with the hot headed dragon/human anyway. She looked to her father, and was a bit surprised when he said he had fainted when he first met Toothless, "Really? [i]You[/i] fainted?" She could never think that looking at him now. He seemed so brave in her view. She could never see him doing something like fainting. But, she supposed he as young once, and might not have been like he is now when he was young. 

She giggled lightly when the night fury began to nudge him playfully like a big pussy cat as her father had described him, and she smiled brightly, petting him and scratching behind his ears, "Hehe, I see that. He really is amazing. Nothing like I ever thought a dragon could be." She stated, which was true. If you had asked her jut a few days ago, she would have said dragons were evil beasts that wouldn't hesitant to bit off your hand if you even so much as touched them. Now, through the dragons she had met, she was proven wrong. She smiled as the night fury purred and she continued to scratch him a little ore before Aurora approached as well, seemed to want to inspect the member of the family that had been gone so long, she sniffed at and nudged the girl, finally at one point, just knowing her down to lick the girl just a Toothless had down to Blizzard before bouncing ff to stand beside her rider again, letting out her own dragoness laugh. 

Ava sat up and attempted to wipe the dragon spit off of her, laughing quietly, "I take it that means she likes me?"