Castiel sighed in relief when her husband stated Ava was going to be fine and squeezed his hands back before throwing her arms around him, hugged him tightly, burying her face against his shoulder as she took deep breaths that soon washed away her panic from moments before. She had already lost her daughter once and she was sure she wouldn't be able to handle it if she lost her again. After she had herself nice and calm, she moved to sit on the edge of her daughters bed, gently brushing her hair back from her face and kissing her daughter's forehead, much like she would when the girl was but a child. It had been years since she was even able to sit at her child's bedside, and now that she was back, she was sure there would be at least a few more years of doing so before the girl left the house to be with a family of her own. She continued to brush a soothing hand through the girl's hair and looked back to her husband with a small smile as the two awaited the cure for their daughter.

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Aurora gave a slight nod to her son when questioned if his father was back before she approached the healer, dropping the horn o the dragon in front of the old woman. The woman picked it up and looked at the Arcus dragon, "What am I to do with this?" Aurora looked up at the woman and stamped her paw on the floor once or twice before the woman understood that she needed to crush the horn into a fine powder, which the woman went to do quickly. While she was, the white dragoness approached her son and nuzzled her head against him in a comforting motion. She knew the lad was not taking this situation all too well. After all his rider that he cared so much for was ill and she knew his pride was't going to let him forget that he was there when it had happened. In his mind, he had failed. And though what had happened was in no way his fault, he probably wasn't going to calm until Ava was better. He just had his father's personality in that way. 

She licked her son's cheek and very soon, the old woman approached with the crushed up horn. Aurora allowed the old woman on her back and quickly ran her back to the chief's house. Walking in with the woman, she let her get off and the woman placed the powdery substance in a bowl Aurora took the edge of the bowl in her mouth and carried over to the fire place where she set it down and looked to her mate, letting him be the one to set fire to the ashes.