Ava wasn't sure what to make of these teens. They were strange, but from what the girl, Mag, said, they used to play together before she disappeared, so that was most likely they seemed familiar and though they were a bit...overbearing, she wasn't afraid of them. Too much anyhow. She looked at each of them as they told her their names, and she sure hoped that she would remember them all. She said them to herself in her head as they went around. Calder. Darby. Arvid. Mag. Didn't seem too difficult. And when the boy Arvid spoke about how she now looked like a girl. She wasn't sure whether to take that as an insult or a compliment, "Uh....thanks....I think." She was about to speak again when Blizzard finally made his over and scared the young man to death.

She smiled slightly when he rubbed his head against her and laughed softly, "What's the matter Blizzard. Jealous?" She joked and scratched behind his ear flaps and shrugged, looked at the others again, "He's not always like this. He's as stubborn as a dragon can get a lot of times." She nuzzled her head against his, "But, despite out butting heads, he is a good dragon."

She patted his side and looked to them again, "So....um....what do you guys do for fun around here?"