The wind was harsh thought King Edmund as the war party galloped through the woods towards the mountains. There was a foul odor on the wind now - a sign that the ogres would be close. Edmund reached his hand for his sword hilt and flexed his fingers a few times in preparation while they galloped. It would be soon. He glanced towards the center and saw Peter push his stallion and move out in front of the party.

King Peter kept his eyes moving searching for a sign. The one good thing about ogres was they were not subtle – they were too clumsy for a sneak attack. His eyes saw Sallowpad fly in a curious loop – a planned signal that the raven was above the ogres. Perhaps a moment estimated Peter as he reached for his sword and lifted his right arm with the great sword unsheathed.

The High King yelled "The Lion" and heard the warriors yell "The Lion" in response. It was time for battle.

He whispered "Aslan, keep us safe" as he charged towards the waiting ogre. The huge ogre lifted his spiked club and swung towards the approaching king.

Queen Lucy had the best view of the siblings at the beginning of the battle. She watched as the five ogres became visible and as Peter planned, a group of knights and warriors charged towards each ogre. The eagles and ravens swept down and tried to confuse the ogres. Remaining warriors, centaurs and several talking dogs and leopards raced to engage the wolves which came charging out of the woods. She stopped Snowdrop, her horse, with a quick command. Her good friend Mistress Eveningstorm, daughter of Ravenstorm, was next to her. Lucy had been friends with Eveningstorm since the Battle at the Fords of Beruna. She remembered that Eveningstorm had been told to stay behind the lines of fighting and help the healers because she was too young to fight. Eveningstorm was angry because her parents and her older brother were fighting along with other family members. Eveningstorm had tried to sneak out to join the battle and her uncle Glenstorm had angrily brought her back to the tents. The two girls of different species and from different worlds shared the frustration of wanting to help and being too young. That day was the beginning of their friendship. Lucy smiled at her friend and felt pride that they could now help defend their country. Both the human and centaur females drew their bows and began to fire at wolves. It was tricky shooting to make sure they didn't hit their friends. She noticed that all the ogres had wounds but several knights were down and horses injured. The ogres had drawn closer and she thought she could get a couple of good shots in. Lucy carefully aimed and hit one ogre in the eye. As the ogre lifted his head to howl in pain, King Edmund and Sir Brynn charged together and knocked the club out of his hand. She could see the hand almost severed and dangling. The ogre grabbed his hand and howled again. Edmund threw a small dagger slicing the ogre's throat. The ogre angrily pulled out the dagger from his throat which made the cut larger. He staggered backwards. Edmund, with his knights, moved in for the final kill.

Lucy turned her eyes to the other ogres and saw that both Peter's and Galen's ogres were close to defeat as well. The ogre battling Lord Peridan's party was still fighting on. Lucy rode closer and tried to get within aim of the ogre. One moment she was riding and the next she was on the ground with a large wolf standing over her. Her frightened horse raced off. She was stunned and reached for the dagger in her belt. The wolf then fell on top of her as Eveningstorm's arrows hit their mark. She tasted wolf hair in her mouth and felt hot blood on her face. She tried to push the heavy wolf away. Master Ravenstorm was by her side, lifting the wolf off. Lucy scrambled to her feet and looked around for her horse as Eveningstorm galloped up.

Lucy cried out "Have you seen Snowdrop?"

Eveningstorm shook her blond head and said "She must have fled."

Ravenstorm said "Your Majesty, get on Eveningstorm's back – it is not safe for you to be on the ground."

Ravenstorm lifted the young queen and placed her on his daughter's back. It was not comfortable without a saddle and Eveningstorm's armor but Lucy put her arm around her friend's shoulder and they galloped to the back of the battle. Lucy slid off and hugged her friend in gratitude.

King Edmund appeared. He had a small cut on his cheek but appeared otherwise unharmed. "Lu, what happened? Are you hurt?"

She explained quickly: "The blood is from a wolf. I am fine besides a few bruises but I can't find Snowdrop."

The young king reached down his hand and said "The ogres and wolves are all dead. The battle is over. Get up behind me, Madam, and we will look for her. She must be nearby."

Prince Gearalt, Lord Brandon and Mistress Eveningstorm joined them as they rode towards the woods. After about 5 minutes, they saw Snowdrop along with two other horses belonging to knights who had been knocked off their horses. Eveningstorm moved to the front of the party and called out to the horses letting them know if was safe and they would come to no harm. The horses stopped panicking and let the humans come closer. Lucy slid off Edmund's horse and put her arms around Snowdrop's neck. The horse nuzzled her and Lucy patted her neck. Lucy then remounted while Gearalt and Brandon each took the reigns of the other horses and led them back.

The glade was quiet when they returned. King Peter had ordered a fire built and the bodies of the ogres and wolves were being burned. It was a most unpleasant smell but the best way to remove the bodies. Two knights and one leopard who were killed were wrapped in cloaks and would be carried back home for proper burials. Ravenstorm was overseeing the treatment of the wounded. Three deaths were unfortunate but everyone else was safe. None of the wounded appeared critically injured although there were several men that Ravenstorm wanted to get into shelter soon. Several litters were being prepared – for the dead bodies and two of the wounded. They were about a fifteen minute ride from a small village where they could rest in caves for the evening and the wounded could be properly tended. As Lucy and Edmund approached, Peter motioned to a nearby great eagle.

The king asked "Friend, are you willing to fly to Cair Paravel and bring tidings of the battle to Queen Susan and Queen Melina? Let them know about the three brave warriors who have died and that the rest of us are well. The queens will notify the families of the fallen."

The eagle bowed his head and replied "My honor, sire."

Peter looked at Lucy and said: "Susan would be most upset if she saw you right now."

Lucy wrinkled her nose and said "I do need a bath. Wolf's blood is most unpleasant but at least it is not my blood!"

Peter chuckled and said "Let's ride to the village and get the wounded settled. Perhaps they will have a bathtub for you, sister. Tomorrow we can ride out and speak to the loyal Narnians in this area."

Edmund agreed saying "They will be relieved that these fiends are dead and peace is restored."