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

Meeting Aslan and Peter's First Battle

 We finally made it to Aslan's camp. It was a large camp, filled with many large and tents and many animals and Narnians were seen wandering around it. We entered the camp. As soon we walked in, the Narnians stopped what they were doing and stared at us. Fauns, centaurs, satyrs, cheetahs, and other creatures.

They all began to follow us as we travelled through the camp and more and more joined the further we went. "Why are they all staring at us?" Susan asked through her teeth, smiling.

"Maybe they think you look funny," Lucy said. Peter and I smiled down at Lucy. Then, I saw Ms. Beaver brushing at her fur. Mr. Beaver said to his wife, "Stop your fussing. You look lovely." I shot a smile to Ms. Beaver and a wink at Mr. Beaver, which caused them both to smile up at me with kindness and amusement.

We stopped in front of a raised area of ground, where a large red and gold, royal looking, tent was set up. A tall, dark haired centaur, stood to the side and watched us.

Peter draw his sword and lift it in salute. "We have come to see Aslan," He said. The centaur looked at the large tent on the other side of the platform.

Slowly, everyone in the crowd bowed down. We looked at the tent, and suddenly, stepped out a large, mighty lion. He came to stop in front of us as we bowed.

"Welcome Peter, Son of Adam," He greeted Peter and then then looked at us the girls and said, "Welcome Sophia, Susan and Lucy, Daughters of Eve." As our names were called we raised our heads to look at him. "And welcome Beavers, you have my thanks," Aslan said to the Beavers and then looked back at us. "But, where is the fifth?"

With that we all stood up. Peter sheathed his sword, "That's why we are here," He said. "We need your help," I said. Behind us everyone got up their feet.

"We had a little trouble along the way," Susan said. "Our brother's been captured by the White Witch," Peter said. Aslan's eyebrows furrowed together, "Captured?"

The crowd around us gasped and began to mutter to each other. "How could this happen?" Aslan asked. None of us could answer so Mr. Beaver did, "He betrayed them, Your Majesty."

"Then he has betrayed us all!" The centaur from before said. "Peace, Oreius. I'm sure there's an explanation," Aslan said. "It is my fault really. I was too hard on him," Peter said. Susan and I placed our hands on each Peter's shoulders.

"We all were," I said. Aslan seemed slightly saddened by this. "Sir? He's our brother," Lucy said. Aslan turned his gaze to her, "I know, dear one. But that only makes the betrayal all the worse." Aslan turned to Peter and I, "This may be harder than you think."

We were then dismissed and led off to change out of our clothes and into more suitable attire. Susan, Lucy and I were at our tent to change after that, we left to the river. "You two look like Mum," Lucy said as we walked towards the river.

"Mum hasn't had a dress like this since before the war," Susan said. Lucy glanced up at us, "We should bring her one back." I nodded, "Good idea, Lu." Susan didn't meet our eyes and kept staring into the water, "If we ever get back." Lucy looked down into the water, sad. "Really now?" I whispered to Susan.

She sighed sadly. "I'm sorry I'm like that," Susan said. "We used to have fun together, didn't we?" Lucy bit her lip and replied quietly, "Yes." Then she glanced up at me with a grin and said to Susan, "Before you got boring." Lucy and I began laughing and Susan gave us a mock glare.

"Oh, really?" She asked. Suddenly, she ducked down towards the water and splashed us! This causing us to yells out with shock. This continued with us going back and forth splashing each other.

Eventually, we made our way out of the water and headed for the towel that hung of a nearby tree. I reached it first and reached out to grab. But when I pulled it off the branch it showed a very unwelcome guest. The wolf leader.

We each gave a scream of fright as he stepped towards us and I gathered Susan and Lucy behind me, protectively, "Please don't try to run. We're tired and we'd prefer to kill you quickly." I looked around, trying to figure a way out this situation. Then, I spotted my horn.

Quickly, I threw the towel I had in my hand at the wolf leader while Susan grabbed a broken branch and hit the other wolf with it. I reached towards my horn while Susan grabbed Lucy and ran towards a tree. I gave my horn a loud and hard blow of air. A loud sonorous sound rang out throughout the camp.

Susan grabbed my hand and helped me up higher at the tree. The wolf leader and the other wolf quickly recovered and were now jumping up, trying to get at us up in the tree. There wasn't much room in the tree so both Susan and I were constantly moving our feet below us to stop the wolf leader from getting hold of them.

"Get back!" Suddenly I heard Peter's voice from across the river. He was running through the water towards us with his sword in hand. Peter hold his sword out in front of him and kept his eyes darting from the wolf leader to the other wolf as they circled him.

"Come on," The wolf leader said. "We've already been through this. We both know you haven't got it in you." The other wolf barked in what seemed like encouragement to the wolf leader. "Peter!" I called, worried for my twin. He glanced up at us for a second before looking back to the wolf leader. "Watch out!" I yelled.

The wolf leader and the other wolf continued to circle him, growling and taunting his as they went. Suddenly loud footsteps were heard and there was Aslan, pinning down the other wolf with just one paw. The centaur, Oreius came up at his side, swinging a sword in his hand but Aslan hold him back.

"Stay your weapons," He called to the Narnian soldiers that had gathered. "This is Peter's battle." Everyone stopped and turned their gazes to Peter. The wolf leader seemed pleased with the audience.

"You may think you're a king," The wolf leader teased. "But you're going to die . . ." Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he leapt at Peter and yelled, "Like a dog!" We couldn't help but scream, "Look out!" We watched in horror as the wolf leader collided with Peter and the two fell to the ground, not moving. "Peter!" Me and my sisters yelled. We then dropped from the tree and raced towards Peter without a second hesitation.

We kneeled down next to them and together we pushed against the limp body of the wolf leader and shoved him off of Peter. We were so relieved when Peter sat up, his face was flushed and his eyes were wide with shock. He looked around himself before turning his searching eyes at us. I was the first to crash him into a tightly hug and quickly our youngers sisters joined in.

We looked up as Aslan removed his foot from the wolf. The wolf scrambled up onto his feet and made a ran for the forest. "After him," Aslan ordered. We looked at him in confused. "He'll lead you to Edmund." He smiled at us and we returned it full heartedly. The Narnians raced after the wolf and disappeared into the trees.

Aslan pulled our attention back to him as he called, "Peter. Clean your sword." Peter got to his feet and cleaned his sword in the grass before standing in front of Aslan with his swords tip almost imbedded in the ground. He kneeled and Aslan placed his paw on his shoulder. "Rise, Sir Peter Wolf's-Bane, Knight of Narnia."

Peter rose to his feet and looked to us in amazement and we beamed proudly at him. Peter met Aslan's gaze for a few moments before replacing his sword in it's sheath at his hip. Peter walked up to me and I pulled him to another hug and he hugged me back tightly and Susan and Lucy joined in.