Aurora, while feeling looked down upon by this dragon, wasn't going to pass up the offer of coming into the warm and partially lit home. She slunk under his wing and into the house, looking about. It was nice. Warm. The place she would expect someone like Hiccup to life. Quietly, she walked over to the fireplace and layed down in front of it, curling up there, folding her wings over her back and wrapping her tail around herself as she curled up, content now that she was away from the dark and the storm. Her eyes glanced to the male dragon for a moment, before looking away, ignoring his presence. She knew it was obvious he didn't want her there, and if he didn't want her there, she would make herself less noticeable as possible. 

Looking over to the fireplace with only a few embers in it, she blew fire onto it, lighting it again, and using the light reflecting from the white fire, disappeared from view. Nodding to herself at this, she curled up again, making a content purring sound as she did, resting for now and trying to make herself go to sleep.