"Wait, Astrid!" Snotlout yells as he hurries after her. "Do you really think that Stoick is going to allow this?"

Astrid ignores him as she weaves her way through the forest, new motivation keeps her moving towards the village, Snotlout in tow. Snotlout grabs her wrist, stopping Astrid from going any farther.

Astrid spins around, fists already in position to punch Snotlout in the face. He should know better than anyone not to grab Astrid, but the look in his eyes stops her from hitting him.

There is desperation written all over his face. She falters for a moment then lowers her fist, "Snotlout, you can't stop me from doing this."

He rolls his eyes, and he looks back at her, not backing down. Her plan was foolish and would end up with her getting killed. "Astrid, you can't really think that this plan will work, can you? I know you know what that guy has done. If you go and look for him, you most likely won't come back."

Snotlout prays that doubting Astrid's combat skills won't get him pummeled into the ground. He hopes that she sees from his perspective. Astrid glares at him for a moment and Snotlout swears silently, knowing that he will have to face her wrath.

He braces for impact but she never strikes. He timidly lifts his head and looks from behind his hands that covered his face. Instead of the harsh glare that he was expecting, Astrid stares off into the forest.

He waits for Astrid to speak, knowing that whatever she wants to say, he can't distract her when she is trying to put her words together. She never really was the best with words; she always succeeds more in battle training. Although now that he thinks about, none of the villagers are good with their words.

"I feel like I owe it to Hiccup," Astrid speaks suddenly in a forlorn tone. "He did what we thought was impossible. We have been at war with dragons for 300 years, then this scrawny viking of a boy comes along, befriends a Night Fury of all the dragons possible, then takes down a dragon the size of a mountain. He had no reason to help us. But he did. And he paid for our mistakes. Now he is gone when there is a new threat in the horizon, yet here we are, and it seems like nothing has changed.

"And if Hiccup were here, he would do whatever it takes to make sure nobody else gets hurt. So I do have to do this. I have to do it for Hiccup. And besides, if he were to come up with a plan, it would be just as stupid and crazy as this one is." A small smile crawls onto her face. It feels like it's been forever since Astrid had last smiled.

Snotlout sighs, knowing that he won't win this. "I still can't let you do this alone."

"Snotlout, I swear to the gods-"

"You didn't let me finish. I won't let you do this alone. Because I am coming with you." Snotlout smirks at her.

Astrid huffs but she seems to consider it.

"C'mon, you and I both know that if you don't let me come, I'll just have to follow you. So you are stuck with me no matter what."

Astrid raises an eyebrow, and gives him a curious look, "Why are you so adamant about helping me anyway? Because when this is all over, Stoick will not be happy with us for years to come. And I know you have more reasons to come then making sure I don't get killed, only to get killed when we come back to face the chief."

Snotlout winces, not liking the reminder that when Stoick won't agree with there plan, only for them to then disobey them, they will end up being dragon food.

However, his determination wins over his fear of the chief, " I know I haven't really shown it, but I do care about Hiccup; everything I did to him doesn't take away the fact that he was family. And I know that if he were still here, he would probably forgive us all even if we obviously don't deserve it; that is just how he is. So this is my way of deserving his forgiveness. Even if it still won't make up for anything that has happened."

Astrid sighs, defeated. She honestly can't argue with that. "Fine. Let's go talk to Stoick."