Kings & Saints ➢ Peter Pevensie [3]

Chapter VIII - A Bear and a Girl

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Mr. Sunshine was truly embracing me with large open arms. It made sense if you considered that his wingspan was approximately three feet wide. But our day mission to find other Narnians had turned into three days and I was learning more about both my new company and sadly, closest friends at the moment. For example, I did discover that Mr. Sunshine may hate someone more than me. Simply, other humans.

When his face grew colder than usual, Budger questioned why. "What is it?"

"Human." He responded in one word.

"Him?" Trufflehunter pointed at me with his little long-nailed finger... paw- finger on his paw. This was all still so odd.

"No. Them." He answered, his little feet already hurrying right behind us. We took the queue and started running.

Miraz truly would seek no end to find me. No solider has ventured into the woods since before I was ten years of age, at least none that were public missions. Arrows stab trees and the ground around us. I would call myself lucky but I knew that luck was not on my side quite yet.

"Run!" The badger yelled at me, he wasn't generally implying that I ran, because I was already doing so, but he was ordering me to run faster. To leave them behind. "Now!"

Just as he yelled an arrow found his back, kicking the small animal off its feet. I paused, the worst part of me wondering if I should continue on like he was continually yelling at me to do so. Days ago I might have considered this animal a monster, an abomination. And now, he was someone I could not leave behind.

I backtracked to him, an arrow, skimming my ear, placing blood down the side of my head. When I got to the Narnian his selflessness was truly never-ending.

"Take it. Go! It's more important than I am." He begged as he held out the horn to me. The horn that had gotten us nowhere so far and yet he had started me on a journey I would not have the confidence to do alone. In war, in times like this, I would want him by my side, and many like him.

"Hold on," I told him, snapping the end of the arrow quickly in an attempt to minimize damage and as tenderly as possible holding him to my chest. I ran full force, knowing too well that if an arrow were to strike me at this speed I may fall forward, crushing the poor thing. Either we both got out of here, or neither of us did.

Screams came, not mine nor the badgers. And Mr. Sunshine was ahead of us, running as fast as he could. No visible arrow in him. Small targets have their perks.

Another scram came, followed by a notable flop. This time it was closer but surely behind me. I glance back, seeing a Telmarine shoulder fold in half. His body hadn't even stopped its final descent to the ground when a grass stream moved towards the next soldier, him falling next.

I stopped and watched. Heard the badger's pained breaths as he watched as well. Maybe this is one of the creatures that feared our stories so much. It moved fast and killed faster. There was no visible killer and no tracks left. The only sight that they had been there is the bodies left behind. It took full-grown men down in seconds before finding his brother in arms. He was just too away from me now as a soldier hacked at the ground around him with his sword. A second later he was gone too.