I Must Go!

"I Must Go!" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread started on [IRL DATE] and finished on [IRL DATE].
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“Well, if I’m acting Chief,” Sven said as he walked with Hroar, his sisters, and his grandmother over to where the council was gathering, “then my first order of business is getting my parents and our men back, so that we can take our island back and get Mom back on her throne.”
“We wholeheartedly agree, Sven,” Hroar replied, “but we must approach this carefully. All of our men had been taken. We have no soldiers to help us.”
“Then we’ll need Lila and the Rebellion to get here,” Sven said. “As soon as she gets here, we can put together a plan, and BOOM! Problem solved!”
“Except...there is one problem, Sven,” one of the council members finally said. “We weren’t able to get a message to the Jaw during the attack.”
Sven looked at him with furrowed eyebrows in confusion. “What do you mean?” he asked as he felt the eyes of his sisters and grandmother widen in confusion. “Mom specifically ordered a messenger to go to the Jaw through a portal to get my cousin.”
“The Nix didn’t even make it through the portal,” another council member suddenly said sadly. “He was struck down by the enemy before he even had the chance, and he was the only one who could do just that. We have no way of getting immediate help from the Jaw, and any travel to the Jaw...”
“...takes about a few weeks or so...even on the back of a dragon,” Sven finished. He groaned as he ran a hand through his brown hair taking a deep breath. This was getting worse and worse by the minute, and the longer he stood there talking to the Council...the longer his parents were enduring whatever it was in captivity. He knew from personal experience...being held captive was not fun for anyone except the captor. He shivered at the thought of Rhenco... “But we can’t just give up!”
“And we won’t, Sven,” another council member said placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “You must remember a good chunk of us have known your mother since she was in diapers...just as we’ve known you since you and your sisters were in diapers. We will never abandon your mother or your family. We...just need to lay out what options we have right now.”
“And the only option we have...is a 2-3 week long trip on the back of a dragon,” Sven said. He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair as he looked at his dragon Pyro, who was with SkySinger and Scoot nearby. “Well, I can’t ask any of you to go...or Grandma. Uncle Ander needs to stay with Aunt Asha, Siri, Kara, and Katryn. None of Mom’s rebellion comrades are here, and it would take forever to get to Aunt Seasick. Maybe, we can--”
“I’ll go!” a voice suddenly said. 
All eyes turned to see...Dagny had stepped forward and stood straight with confidence...the spitting image of Chief Grey. “I’ll go to the Jaw and get Lila and the Rebellion to help,” she said. 
“Dagny...” Ingrid said placing a hand on her elder granddaughter’s shoulder.
“I can do it, Grandma,” she said before turning back to Sven. “I have a dragon and can get to the Jaw within a few weeks.”
“Absolutely not,” Sven said quickly. “There’s no way I’m sending one of my little sisters to go out there in deep waters or something for that long.”
“There’s not much of a choice, Sven,” Dagny retorted calmly and sternly. “You said so yourself. Grandma needs to stay here. Kari still hasn’t flown often enough with Scoot yet. The council needs to stay here. Uncle Ander is occupied. Aunt Seasick is too far, and...”
“I can go and do it,” Sven quickly said. “I’m the oldest, I should be the one.”
“Sven, you’re acting Chief,” Dagny retorted. “That means that you’re the closest thing we have to a leader. You can’t just leave. The tribe needs you now. It would make a lot more sense if I go.”
“Yeah, but you would be all alone. What if something happens?”
“Nothing will happen, not when I have Sky Singer with me. And we will come back through the portals, I promise.”
Sven knew that his middle sister had a very...very valid point...several valid points. Both the Chief and the second-in-command...both their parents were captured, and he was the closest thing to them who could lead the tribe. He couldn’t afford to leave when there was no one to take over. His sisters and grandmother wouldn’t be able to do it. He looked up at Ingrid over Dagny’s shoulder.
“Your sister is right, Sven,” Ingrid said nodding. “This...as much as I hate sending one of my grandchildren out there by themselves, this may be our best option.”
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose...just as he observed his mother do whenever she was stressed or was doing something she didn’t want to do.
“Sven, if we don’t act now,” Dagny began, “our parents will either be sent off to who knows where as slaves...or die. This is my home, too, and they’re my parents too. Let me do my part.”
Sven sighed as he looked at his sister...and then at his grandmother and youngest sister before looking back at Dagny. “Okay, Dags,” he said, “you’re right. You should be the one to go.”
“Thank you,” Dagny said. “I’ll come back with Lila, I promise.”
Sven nodded. “Then you better pack what you need now,” Sven said. “It’s a long trip.”
Dagny nodded and went to do exactly as her older brother asked. 
“I know that wasn’t easy,” Hroar said placing a hand on Sven’s shoulders, “but you did the right thing. Dagny is more than capable.”
“I know...I just hate that we’re making Mom and Dad wait for so long,” Sven replied.
“We’re here,” Hroar replied, “and we will do whatever we can to save them.”
Sometime later, once Dagny packed all the food and water for her and SkySinger, she attached the bags to her saddle as the remaining villagers, the council, her grandmother, her little sister, and her older brother watched.
“Okay, girl,” she said patting her Nadder’s leg, “I think that’s everything.” She turned to her family...what was left of them, and her heart ached not seeing her mother’s warm smile or feel her father’s warm embrace. Nevertheless, that only drove her determination forward...to get to the Jaw. 
“Promise me you’ll be careful,” Sven asked.
“I promise,” Dagny said smiling. “You two keep an eye on Mom and Dad for me. If anything happens, don’t worry about where I am. Just get them out of there.”
“Absolutely,” Kari said nodding. She pulled Dagny into a hug. “We’ll miss you.”
Dagny wasted no time in pulling Sven and Ingrid into the hug as well. “I’ll miss you too,” she said, “but I’ll be back before you know it. And when I do, we’ll show these guys what we’re made of.”
“We love you, Dagny,” Ingrid said placing a kiss on her head. “Be safe.”
“I will,” she said pulling away. She mounted her saddle and steadied Sky Singer. “Let’s go, girl. We got a long trip ahead of us, and Mom and Dad are counting on us.” With that the Nadder squawked in return and took off into the sky making her way toward the main land.