Time Of Our Lives [The Chronicles of Narnia] {1}

Meeting the Fox

As we were walking, we heard a howl. We stopped at our track and listen carefully. Then we heard growls. "Run!" Mr. Beaver shouted and we all ran.

We ran back to the house. "Hurry, Mother! They're after us!" Mr. Beaver said. "Oh, right then . . ." Ms. Beaver said and she quickly got through the cabinets.

"What is she doing?" I asked but Mr. Beaver just rolled his eyes at his wife. "You'll thank you me later. It's a long journey and Beaver gets pretty cranky when he's hungry," Ms. Beaver said. "I'm cranky now!" Mr. Beaver shouted as Susan went to help Ms. Beaver.

"Do you think we should bring jam?" Susan asked. "Only if the Witch serves toast!" Peter said sarcastically. Then we heard barking and growling coming from outside. The wolves were trying to get into the house by tearing it apart. "What do we do?" I asked Mr. Beaver.

Mr. Beaver quickly crawl to a cabinet and opened it, revealing a secret passage way. "Quickly!" He said. We all one by one rushed in the secret passage that was led by Mr. Beaver.

"Badger and me dug this. It comes up right near his place," Mr. Beaver said. "You told me it lead to your mums!" Ms. Beaver said.

Lucy tripped and Susan and I turned back to help her up. Then we heard howls. "They're in the tunnel," Lucy whispered. "Quick! This way!" Mr. Beaver said, turning to another way and we followed.

We kept running through the tunnel but then stopped at a dead end. "You should have brought a map!" Ms. Beaver said to Mr. Beaver. "There wasn't room next to the jam!" Mr. Beaver said as he started to take apart of the wooden planks of the dead end.

Mr. Beaver made a hole and we all got out. Peter and Mr. Beaver covered the exit with a barrel. Then Lucy tripped over a statue and we all turned to her and then looked at the statues.

There were small stone animals. We looked around and saw several creatures turned into stone, they have fear expression on all of them. Mr. beaver slowly walked toward a statue of a Badger with a sad look on his face.

"I'm so sorry dear," Ms. Beaver comforted him. "He was my best mate," Mr. Beaver said sadly. "What happened here?" Peter asked.

"This is what becomes of those who cross the Witch," A Fox said, walking behind us. Mr. Beaver pulled his wife behind him as he said, "Take one more step, traitor, and I'll chew you to splinters!"

"Relax. I'm one of the good guys," The Fox said. "Yeah? Well you look an awful lot like one of the bad ones," Mr. Beaver said.

"An unfortunate family resemblance, but we can argue breeding later. Right now we've got to move," The Fox said. "What did you have in mind?" Peter asked and the Fox smiled.

"Quickly, climb up the tree," The Fox said and we did. The wolves break out of the hole and surround the Fox. "Greetings, gents. Lost something, have we?" The Fox said.

"Don't patronize me! I know where your allegiance lies. We are looking for some humans," The wolf leader said.

"Humans? Here in Narnia? Well, that's a valuable bit of information, don't you think?" The Fox said. Another wolf bit into the Fox's side. Lucy and Ms. Beaver whimpered but we kept them down.

"Your reward is your life. It's not much . . . But still. Where are the fugitives?" The wolf leader asked. "North . . . they went north," The Fox lied after a pause.

"Smell them out!" The wolf leader said. The wolf that had the Fox, cast the Fox aside and the wolves ran. We all jumped off and I quickly went to the Fox.

We made a campfire. "Are you alright?" Lucy asked the Fox while Ms. Beaver was patching him up. "Well, I wish I could say their bark was worse than their bite - ohhh!" The Fox winced in pain.

"Stop squirming! You're worse than beaver on bath day," Ms. Beaver remarked. "Worst day of the year," Mr. Beaver whispered to us and we all laughed softly.

"Thank you for your kindness but I'm afraid that is all the cure I have time for," The Fox said as he got up. "Wait, you're leaving?" I asked.

"It has been a pleasure, my Queen, and an honor. But, time is short and Aslan himself has sent me to gather more troops," The Fox said.

"You've seen Aslan?!" Mr. Beaver asked. "What's he like?" Ms. Beaver asked. "Like everything we have ever heard," The Fox said and then looked at me and my siblings. "You'll be glad to have him by your side in the battle against the Witch."

"We are not planning fighting any witch . . ." Susan said. "But, surely, King Peter, Queen Sophia . . . the prophecy," The Fox said to me and my twin.

"We can't go to war without you," Mr. Beaver said to the both of us. Peter and I looked at each other before looking back at them. "We just want to get our brother back," Peter said.