Falcon chews his lip, mulling the problem over in his mind. It's a difficult choice, one he never expected to be asked to make. He may not have known his children for long, but the thought of having to use them for something potentially dangerous goes against his immediate instincts. Then again, even bringing them here seems like a bad idea now.
On the other hand, he knows they don't have time to risk getting lost. They only have a matter of days now and gods know how long it's going to take them to deal with the dragon. What's worse is that with every passing second their friend's lives are in greater danger. His desire to protect his children conflicts violently with the urge to save his people. He groans and starts walking in circles, trying to find a way around the problem. Life and Eternal's magic is far too easy to see - the rumbling on the plains showed them that much - and he no longer has any magic of his own. Not that he wants it back after learning of the risks it could pose to them. No, they really do have only once choice.
"Fine," he says at last. "If it's going to help, do it. I don't like it, but it's the only choice we have. It could take a while to get through these trees, let's just get it over with."