The thought still makes her heart ache. Now that she's got Stormfly, she can't imagine not seeing dragons for years. She'd been devastated at Snoggletog, when they'd left, but even that hadn't lasted long.

Astrid takes a deep breath, absently fumbling with the cord around her arms. "It's called Berk," she allows. "It's an island, and except for a few other tribes, we don't see very many people. That might change -- it's easier to get places, with dragons." She pauses a moment before continuing in a more exasperated tone. "The forest there is way better than this one."

A taunting giggle replies.