Blizzard knew it’d be brought up from the moment they first spoke of his preference but that didn‘t stop him from becoming defensive the second she asked. “You think I’d let any human mount me like some common mule?” He had certain specifications… qualities he had sought within a rider. Of course, he had no idea what exactly they were but he was a dragon first and foremost and trusted his instincts. He averted his gaze with a small grumble of: “There had to be a connection.” 

The healer regarded them after stepping out of her cabin, a few rattling coughs still heard from within. She would not allow them near the patients in fear of it spreading further but with her she did bring out a worn book and show them a page with a small flower inked out on the old parchment “this plant use to grow on a small island to the south of here. This winter may have kept any from maturing to full bloom. Perhaps it would be a good idea if you search there for there is only one other place it is recorded to grow.” The woman did not elborate any further. “If you would be so kind Castiel, as you have been in the past. I would like you to check the island. Perhaps you will find it there.”