Narnia itself was once a peaceful realm filled with talking animals, fauns, Giants and dwarves that is now under a cursed eternal winter by the villainous White Witch.
but with the help of the Sons of Adam and Daughters of eve, they can help the Da...
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୨⎯ Rina's Pov ⎯୧
Papa Beaver, Susan, Lucy and Peter burst through the little door at top speed. "Hurry, Mama! They're after us!" Papa rushing Mama Beaver to hurry up. It felt like my heart was pounding out my chest. Soon the Witches henchman would be here, I really hope i was doing the right thing by somewhat helping the Pevensie's. Even if they didn't know it, except for Lucy.
"Oh, right then..." She dashes around grabbing things from various cupboards. Mama Beaver this is no time for SNACKS!
"What's she doing?" Peter asked, looking around worried, papa Beaver indicates she's lost it! "Oh, you'll be thanking me later. It's a long journey and Beaver gets pretty cranky when he's hungry." She says, I huffed, you can always count on Mama Beaver and her motherly nature.
"I'm cranky now!" Papa said, throwing his arms in the air. The wolves are already at the dam. I pointed my finger at the window making, earning a side eye from Mama Beaver as she hurried up, packing everything.
"Take Them!" We heard the wolf yell from outside. "Do you think we'll need jam?" Susan said, I looked at her and weirdly. Why must we talk about food? "Only if the Witch serves toast." Peter said, was that supposed to be a funny? Everyone gasps as the wolves start attacking the dam. The wolves breaking through the wood.
Crawling through the small tunnel as Lucy grabs on to my hand looking at me scared as we crawled, I quickly looked ahead making sure they wasn't paying attention, then looked back at her giving a small smile.
"Badger and me dug this. Comes out right near his place." Papa said, leading us in front. I would sometimes sneak through this tunnel to come to the dam. "You told me it led to your mum's!" Mama yelled, welp perhaps he just told on himself. Lucy trips on a root...howling can be heard, I snapped my head back at her as I helped her up with them noticing..
"Lucy!" Susan yelled, grabbing on to her. "They're in the tunnel!" Dangit, we need to hurry. We continue to run further but come to dead end. Papa jumps up and into the hole. And we follow.
"Lucy!" Susan yells, Lucy backs away as the others emerge, trips and falls flat on her back. Peter and Papa roll a barrel in front of the hole, papa turns and his face drops when he sees what Lucy tripped over - little woodland creatures turned to stone
Tears filled my eyes once I saw what it was, it felt like my heart had shattered into a million pieces. Sometimes you think what kind of cruel person could do something like this, the kind of cruelty that makes you sick to your stomach.
Papa walks up to a stone Badger and touches its paw. A ripped sob came out of my throat as I fell into the cold snow, my uncle bager now gone. All because of the Wench.
Mama came over to comfort papa and I, I cried so hard it felt like my invisibility was breaking. And Lucy noticed because Peter and Susan stared at the spot beside Papa, she walked back over there to turn their attention to something else, as I felt mama pat my back to calm myself. I wiped my eyes and stood back up, my sadness now replaced with anger.
"What happened here?" Peter asked, looking at Uncle bager, with sadness. A fox appears on a little ledge above the Badger hole."This is what becomes of those who cross the Witch." I glared at him and clenched my fist. And that is why she will never be Queen. A murderer of the innocent.
"You take one more step, traitor, and I'll chew you to splinters!" Papa growled, being held back by mama. "Relax. I'm one of the good guys." He says, then looks at me and bows. Making Peter and Susan look into the empty spot beside Lucy.
"Yeah? Well, you look an awful lot like one of the bad ones." Papa says, scoffing. "An unfortunate family resemblance. But we can argue breeding later. Right now we've got to move." He said.
"What did you have in mind?" Peter asked, urgently.
The Fox told us the plan and we quickly ran to safety. I stared at the spot where Uncle Bager was and felt a tug on my sleeve.
"Come along, my love." Papa said, dragging me with them. Not realizing that Peter and Susan noticed yet again.
