the witch?!

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what woke me up from my peaceful sleep were giggles 

i slowly peeked one eye open to see susan and lucy smiling down at me,why are they-i felt something shift beneath me and i froze,my face turning crimson

"tell no one about this and ill spare your life" i whisper to them but they just continue to smile

"but you guys look so adorable" lucy cooed "do you know what would also look adorable? my foot up your-"

"what time is it?" i heard a groan from below me but it suddenly stopped.i looked down to see peter flushing as well,and from there i got up and extended a hand to peter which he happily took.

before he could say anything mr.beaver beat him too it."up, up! come on,we ain't got all day" mr.beaver told us and so our journey began

"now aslans camp is near the stone table just across the frozen river" mr.beaver said "river?" peter asked

"oh the overs been frozen solid for a hundred years" mrs.beaver explained "its so far" i whine

"its the world dear did you expect it to be small?" she asked me and me and susan shared a glance "smaller" she said

we've been walking for hours and my feet are killing me "come on humans while we're still young!" mr.beaver called back

"i don't think i exactly count as a human" i tell him "well what are you now?" he says and turns back,i grumble under my breathe

"if he tells us to hurry one more time,i'm gonna turn him into a big fluffy hat" peter said letting lucy on his back "hurry up! come on!" mr.beaver shouts

"i could use some matching gloves" i say and they laugh "he is getting a little bossy" "NO! behind you it's her" mrs.beaver shouts we see a sleigh coming towards us,lucy gets off peters back

"run!" we start running and after a few minutes i can see lucy starting to fall back behind the others

pushing everything i could i ran faster and turned into a lion,running up behind her and grabbing her by her coat with my mouth,i lifted her up over my shoulder and onto my back

not expecting it,she let out a surprised scream but relaxed once she noticed it was just me,the others looked back too fearing the worst but they also relaxed noticing it was just me

i ran faster eventually catching up to the others before we hid in a rock like cave with my lion form shielding lucy's body. we hear footsteps approach led by a shadow,until it went away and everything was silent

"maybe shes gone"lucy whispers "i suppose ill go look" peter says and i immediately place a paw on his chest pushing him back down

"no,you're worth nothing to narnia dead" "well neither are you beaver" mrs.beaver says gathering courage,i get up and start walking out

"kira!" "your majesty!" i just give a soft growl in protest,slowly walking up and above the rock i meet eyes with

...father Christmas? i tilt my head to the side in confusion then i run forward nudging my head into his side and he chuckles

"hello my dear kira,do you mind getting your other friends?" i nod and shift back before leaning over the rock and i must have scared them because they all gasp and lucy lets out a tiny scream but i just grin

"i hope you've been good this year" i tell them and they all look confused before they climb out of the rock and see father Christmas

"merry christmas sir" lucy said "it certainly is lucy since you've arrived" "look i've put up with a lot since i got here but this..." 

"come on susan where's your christmas spirit?" i nudge her "we thought you were the white witch" peter tells him

"yes yes i'm sorry about that but in defense i have been driving one of these longer than the witch"

"i thought there was no Christmas in narnia?" susan asked

"no,not for a long time but the hope you have brought your majesties, is finally starting to weaken the witches power still i dare say you could do with these" he pulls out a brown sack from the sleigh

"presents!" lucy said walking up to him.he pulls out something wrapped in a leather pouch

"the juice of the fire flower,one drop will cure any injury and although i hope you will never have to use it" he pulls out a small dagger

"thank you sir,but i think i can be brave enough" "i'm sure you could,battles are ugly affairs...susan"

he pulls out bows with red ends on them "trust in this bow,and it will not easily miss" "what happens to battles are ugly affairs?" she asked and he laughed

"though you don't seem to have a problem making them yourself heard,blow on this,and where ever you are,help will come" "thanks" she whispers

"peter" he pulls out a sword and shield "the time to use these may be near at hand" he pulls the sword out "thank you sir"

"kira" my ears perk up at my name he pulled out a sword similar to peters that says

'when he shakes his mane spring shall come again' and i noticed peters says 'when he bares his teeth winter will meet its death' i look back at father christmas and he sends me a wink

"you must remember that you two are one,no matter where you are in the world" he whispers so only i can hear

i turn to see peter looking at us through curious eyes but i just turn back around with flaming cheeks,and then he pulls something from his back pocket,a lion pendant

i turn to see peter looking at us through curious eyes but i just turn back around with flaming cheeks,and then he pulls something from his back pocket,a lion pendant

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"wear this and narnia will be by your side through the toughest battles,all you have to do is expand your throat"

i give him a weird yet curious look as he backs away from me.

"these are tools not toys bear them well and wisely,now i must be off,winter it almost over and things do pile up when you've been gone a hundred years"

he puts the sack back into the sleigh "long live aslan" he says getting in the sleigh himself "and merry christmas!" and with that he drives away.

lucy turns to susan smugly "told you he was real" "he said winter was almost over,you know what that means?" "no more ice" i finish for peter

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