At best they looked skeptical about her description of Blizzard. Perhaps because each of them had been flung aside by him while trying to get on his back in the years after she disappeared. He no longer had much patience for them. And right now he made it clear who he liked most for a rider by rubbing against Ava and purring at her affectionate touches in turn. The teens did not seem overly affected by this show though- aside from mild surprise and when faced with this next question Darby blurted: “dragon racing!”

“A sport in which teams compete on dragon back to collect the most sheep into their basket. Each sheep counts for one point except the black sheep-” Mag started and Arvid finished.

“Which is worth way more!”

“But this winter has been so bad as to postpone the games.” Calder added with a frown.

“We also like to throw rocks at each other.” Arvid offered as an alternative. Demonstrating by lugging a chunk of ice at Darby who retaliated by tackling and grinding his face into the snow.