AN: Thank you people who told me the format was messed up, I have attempted to fix it, hope it worked. I know how it happened so i'll make sure not to copy and paste these stories from my tumblr. I hope you enjoy them now they can actually be read.

Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia... obviously

"Peter is there a problem? You've been frowning at that letter for a good five minutes."

"I'm sure it's fine Susan, It just some of the Jadis' old wolves. They're causing problems down in the forest near the Rush. I'll send some scouts to check it out. With how few of them there are left it shouldn't be too much of an issue."

Peter rather regretted that he had only sent two scouts when they both came back with quite serious injuries. After hearing their report, it seemed that a pack of wolves lead by Maugrims' mate had claimed a part of the wood as their own and were persecuting the other animals within it. He'd send Oreius out with a party of intimidating soldiers to convince the wolves to back down. Of course he knew that such a thing might not be possible, but he was willing to give all the Narnians a chance to live in peace after the witch, even if some thought they didn't deserve it. Aslan had given his siblings and himself a kingdom they didn't deserve, and as high king he must echo Aslan's grace.

When Oreius' party returned with news of the wolves refusal to back down and their demands for the woods to be theirs and to get rid of those living there, as it was their reward for loyal service to royalty, and other side of the battlefield or not, they had lost people too; Peter realised that a peaceful conclusion might not be possible.

Still, one more attempt, for Peter didn't want to wipe out a pack because of its leaders refusal to see sense. He would send Edmund. They would surely respect a king.

"Edmund, are you busy at the minute?"

"Nothing that can't be put on hold Peter, did you need something?"

"This whole mess with the wolves, I was hoping that our resident judge and diplomat would go and smooth things over before it comes to blows."

"Of course, shall I go and get him?"

Peter raised an eyebrow. "Edmund."

Edmund sniggered. "Sure Pete, I'll take a few people with me, we might not be back for a couple of days though, since I can anticipate the wolves being stubborn about this."

"Thanks Ed, I'd go myself, but you have always been better at diplomacy than I."

"And having the man who killed Maugrim turn up might sour their mood."

"Rather."

Peter had perhaps anticipated that it might take Edmund a while to persuade them, he hadn't anticipated that the wolves would try to hold Ed hostage as a bargaining chip. But the letter he had received the next morning, written in Ed's hand, and borne by one of Ed's soldiers who was heavily injured, stated that unless the high king would bow to their demands Edmund would be killed.

Peter was high king of Narnia. But he was also an older brother. Currently he was the brink of gathering a garrison of soldiers, and wiping out the wolves that had threatened his brother. He had risen from his throne, and the order was on the tip of his tongue, when Susan pulled him back, and through the door at the back of the dais.

"No Peter. I know what you're thinking, and I don't blame you. I'd like to do the same, but we can't. These wolves are Narnians, not bandits or enemies. They just want a home. Granted they are going about it terribly, but with an example like the witch, who can blame them. They haven't killed anyone Pete. Not one soldier. I don't believe that they will kill our little brother. I trust Ed to get himself out of this. So should you."

Peter sighed. "I don't want to see him hurt Sue. I know your logic is sound, but I still want to go after him. "

"As do I, and Lucy would say the same if she were not busy tending to our messenger. We'll send out Oreius and soldiers. But all they'll find is Edmund talking happily with the wolves about how they're going to do their best to help their neighbours, and be regular good Samaritans."

Peter grinned. "They'll probably want to feed him up, saying he's too thin, that seems to be every Narnians response to him."

"Peter, that's Narnia's response to all four of us."

"Hey, we couldn't help rationing."

As Edmund returned with a young wolf walking beside him, Maugrims daughter apparently, Peter greeted him with a one armed hug. As much as his siblings called him overprotective, and yeah, maybe he did always want to run after his siblings and protect them, he knew that they were perfectly capable of protecting themselves. Sometimes it was better to let them. He looked at the wolf that was staring at Ed with stars in her eyes, and knew that this was one of those times. Didn't mean he's stop worrying though.

"Peter! I've already told you I'm fine! Honestly, you're such a mother hen."

"You have a cut on your arm."

"It's a scratch. By the Lion Pete, it didn't even break the skin!"

"Where's Lucy's' cordial"

"PETER!"

Besides, it was great fun to wind them up."