"Dragon racing?" Now that seemed interesting. She seemed to perk up at the idea of that, only to be informed it had bee canceled, "Well, maybe when things get better I can join in the race. I'd be nice to see what Blizzard can really do huh boy?" She asked and smiled at him as he purred and watched as ice was thrown. She grimaced at the display of slight violence. Okay, so maybe she was different here too. These vikings seemed to be a lot like your everyday vikings who loved to beat each other up. Where as, she herself didn't really fight at all. If faced with a threat she more used her wit and speed to solve the problem, whether it be to outsmart an enemy, or to run from them. Maybe she was a lot like her father. But, maybe that was a good thing too.

She frowned slightly, "Umm....I don't think I'd do we in throwing rocks.....or ice.......or...well.....fighting in general? I'm not very strong.....and kind of clumsy too....." She comment, rubbing the back of her head with her free hand while the other continued to scratch the dragon's scales. 

Then, getting a curious thought, she looked back to them and tilted her head to the side, "Where are your dragons? And what breed are they?"