It was a relief to her that Blizzard had been able to find an island for them to rest on until the storm passed and she continued to hold on tightly to him until they had made it further into the bare trees. Soon they found a good place and Blizzard was heating up the stone with his fire like plasma. Once it was cool enough, she gasped softly as he caused her to slide form his back and wrapped his wings around her. The warmth given to her by him and the heated ground was by far a welcome change from chilling old that was in the air and caused her to curl up against him, resting her head against his side silently as the storm raged on around them and as she sat there, she couldn't help but wonder if her parents, or at least her father had found out she was gone yet. Were they out looking for her? Hopefully not in this weather. She wondered how much it worried him. Maybe even hurt him? She hated that when she had just gotten her parents back that was was likely disappointing them, but she just had to go through with this. For her mother.

She snuggled closer to the dragon and looked up at him, "I'm sorry for getting you into this Blizzard. You must really think I'm stupid for going after this flower even when my father told me not to, huh? And now we are, to make things worse, stuck in a storm. Things really can't get much worse."

...

If there was one thing Castiel could say, it was that after spending the last eighteen years married to Hiccup, it was so easy for her now to see past his calm deminor. She knew for the most part when he was worried. Or scared. Or any other emotion he was trying to hide. And here he was, wringing out he cloth and placing it on her forehead, trying to seem perfectly calm about the fact hi daughter that he jut got back had flown off, an more so, was out in the storm that was brewing. In a way, it reminded her so much of stories she had heard about Hiccup's youth, before she had met him. Rebellious and for what he thought was right. Ava truly was her father's daughter. 

When Hiccup placed the rag on her head, she gently took hi hand and kissed the palm of it in a comforting manner. She wanted to sign to him what she thought, but her hands were still shaking and that would cause her to keep her signing to very little. She wanted to tell him that everything would be fine. That they would send someone to go find her. Or maybe even Hiccup could go look for her himself when the storm let up. And that was with Blizzard, who she knew would risk his life for that girl any day. Surely Ava would be safe. Surely.