The Dropoff

"The Dropoff" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
==Summary==
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==Full Text==
The few weeks crossing the Frostbitten Fields were rough, but efficient despite the amount of people the new rebellion had to move across the West. They woke and flew into the blinding sun for hours, took breaks throughout the day as the humid spring air hung around them, and then took off with the dwindling daylight behind them. They slowly rotated their flying shifts to take place later in the day and even at night for cover, as the chance of being seen and reported grew higher and higher. The Warden, astride a black Rumblehorn named Deathwish normally used for hauling large cargo, kept their minds shielded from passerby and turned the attention of curious caravans, hunters and patrols alike to speed along their journey to Wutne. The snow turned to lush forest and rivers and undergrowth, the air grew warmer and wetter, and the land grew more coastal and populated below them.
Soon, the city was in sight, a wide collection of buildings sprawled up and down the hills just before the coastline of the massive river spanning Central and the West. The dragons landed heavily, tired and heaving, and the Rebellion moved to bring them in to rest as the village leaders greeted the commanders, wary of the meaning of their presence.
The Rebellion took refuge for the night in the city, allowing their mounts rest and preparing themselves for the final strike on Castaway Dungeon.
Nov 19, 2019
“You did good, girl,” Grey said lovingly petting Shadow’s snout. “You earned a good night’s sleep.”
Shadow crooned nuzzling into Grey’s touch. 
Brandt smiled at the sight between his wife and her beloved Night Fury. Ever since he met Grey all those years ago, their friendship was one of the many reasons that he fell in love with Grey to begin with. He didn’t know much of their story at the time, but he could tell that they had been through a lot together. He smiled as he reached up and scratched a spot behind Shadow’s ear flap earning another croon in the process.
“It’s bad enough we just said goodbye to the kids a few weeks ago,” Brandt said. “Now, we have to say goodbye.”
Grey stared at Brandt sadly and sighed knowing that he was right. She was to stay in Wutne with Kettil, Shadow, Ander, and a few others while Brandt went the Cell Teams with Liam, Kendra, Vernandi, Meranym, and a few others. “Not yet, that’s happening tomorrow, and it’s not goodbye, just ‘see you later,’” she said wrapping her arms around his neck. “Be careful.”
“You too,” Brandt replied smiling. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”