Ava laughed slightly when Blizzard gave her that gummy and smug smile. It was, in a sense, adorable, "You're not fooling me again. I know you have teeth." She joked slightly, because she figured by now from watch him and his parents, that was their way of smiling. She smiled back at him and leaned back against him, doing her best to keep warm as the rocks below them began to cool and the storm continued on. Maybe it would be gone by morning if they were lucky. They had to keep going as soon as possible. The sooner they would be able to get that flower back to the village, the sooner the people there would get better and get over this sickness.

She had just closed her eyes, preparing to try and get some sleep despite the cold, when the ground began to shake and rumble. She sat up quickly and looked around wildly before she was pushed back and out from the ground came a whispering death. She had never seen one of these dragons in person, but she had certainly read about them and they didn't exactly have the best reputation. She allowed herself to be pushed behind Blizzard and she lightly placed a hand on his back, whispering to him worriedly, "Why is it here?"