I ran in front of Peter and growled softly.
You're playing into her hands.> I said.
"We can't just let him go! He's our brother!" Susan cried.
"Rachel is right, though." Lucy said.
"He's the bait! The Witch wants all five of you! Especially Rachel!" Mr. Beaver said.
"Why?" Peter asked.
To stop the prophecy.> I said.
"She doesn't want to be destroyed . . . so she will do whatever she can to get Rachel to turn on her side. She'll kill you!" Mr. Beaver said.
"This is all your fault!" Susan yelled at peter.
Peter turned around and looked at her. I walked between them still as the tiger.
"My fault?"
"None of this would have happened if you had just listened to me!"
I roared in my tiger voice, although, I actually said "Stop it!" I could tell it startled them both.
This isn't going to help Edmund.> I said.
"She's right." Mr. Beaver said.
Let me see if I can have a premonition of what to expect . . .>
I sat my butt down on the cold ground and went deep into meditation.
Flash
"Maugrim . . . you know what to do." Said the White Witch.
A giant wolf arched his head back, howled, and caused all the rest of the wolves to come out of hiding. All of the wolves, including Maugrim, ran out of the castle . . . . which began the start of their new hunt . . . us.
Flash
We have to leave.> I said.
"Leave Edmund here? Are you crazy!" Susan asked.
We're about to be hunted by the secret police. I think that as long as Ed is in the hands of the Witch and the rest of us are not . . . I'm sure he'll be fine.> I said reassuringly.
I got up and began walking back the way we came.
"Are you sure about this?" Peter asked as he turned away from the castle, "What exactly did you see?"
Well, the Witch told Maugrim, "You know what to do." Which of course Maugrim turned out to be a wolf . . . so he howled horribly calling all the rest of his police . . .
I was suddenly interrupted by a howl that echoed in the distance from the direction of the castle.
"Like that?" Peter asked horrified.
Exactly like that! Come on! Let's go! I yelled.
Everyone went ahead and ran. I turned around and looked at the ice castle. The doors opened and I saw the whole pack running through them. I quickly turned into my normal self, for no particular reason. The wolves were drawing nearer. I could tell which one was Maugrim now.
"Rachel what are you doing!" I heard Peter scream.
"Peter! No! Get back here!" Susan yelled.
"You go on ahead!"
I suddenly realized that I was petrified. I couldn't speak, think, or move. I felt something grab my hand and jerk me away. I wanted to fly . . . but I couldn't really comprehend what was going on. The person who had grabbed my hand was now pulling along with him as we were running.
"Come on Rachel! Keep running!" Peter voice called.
I was so petrified, I didn't even realize I didn't even realize I had my eyes closed. I opened them and saw Peter was the one tugging me along. I looked behind us and saw the wolves hot on our trail.
"Don't look back!" Peter said.
We finally came to Mr. Beaver's protective wall and found the little passage way through it.
"The wolves will reach the house in less than ten minutes." I told Peter as we came to the door.
Mr. Beaver opened the door and pulled us inside. Susan and Lucy were already in the house. He closed and locked the door behind us.
"Got the food, Mrs. Beaver?" Susan asked.
"Yes, dear."
"We've got about five minutes . . . " I said.
"Alright, everyone in here!" Mr. Beaver said pulling open a secret door.
He climbed in a hole that was in the ground.
"Come on!" He cried.
"Rachel will go first!" Peter said shoving me forwards.
I crawled into the hole, which was actually a tunnel. We could now hear the wolves scratching and digging to try to get into the house. Lucy jumped in next followed by Susan then Mr. Beaver. Peter closed the door before he was all the way into the hole. We couldn't see a thing, it was pitch black.
"I forgot the torch . . . " Mr. Beaver said.
"Oh . . . that's alright . . . " I said creating a fire in my hand.
"That's useful." Said Mr. Beaver, "Come on, this way."
We traveled down the tunnel for a bit when Lucy tripped.
"What's that?" I asked.
"They are in the tunnel!" Peter said.
"Come on!" Mr. Beaver yelled as we came to a dead end.
"Now what?" Lucy asked.
There was a hole at the top of the tunnel. Mr. Beaver climbed up first, then me, Lucy, Susan and Mrs. Beaver. As soon as Peter got out last, I shoved a big barrel in front of the hole. We began walking quickly until we came across a badger. He had been turned to stone.
"I'm so sorry dear." Said Mrs. Beaver to her husband.
"He was my best mate." Mr. Beaver managed to get out.
We walked down a cleared area and saw all the helpless animals that had been unfairly turned to stone.
"Wh-What happened here?" Peter asked.
"This is what becomes of those who cross the White Witch." Said a male voice.
Suddenly a red fox came out of no where. Everyone stepped back quickly. Lucy and Susan got behind me, but Peter jumped out n front of me.
"You take one more step, traitor, and I'll chew you to splinters!" Cried Mr. Beaver.
"Relax. I'm one of the good guys." Fox said as he came towards us.
I came out form behind Peter.
"Yeah? Well, you look an awful lot like one of the bad ones." Mr. Beaver said.
"An unfortunate family resemblance." Fox said," But we can argue breeding later. Right now we've got move."
Barking and howling noises began to come from the exit of the tunnel.
"What did you have in mind?" Peter asked.
Fox made a sly grin.