We ended up climbing a tree. I turned into my hawk form and sat on one of the tree by Peter. Lucy and Susan were on the branch on the opposite side of the tree below us. Mr. and Mrs. Beaver were on a branch opposite from them. Fox was below us on the ground sweeping away our tracks we left in the snow with his bushy tail. The wolves exploded out of the hole and surrounded Fox instantly.
"Greetings, Gents." Fox said.
The wolves made a wall as Maugrim circle around Fox.
You see the biggest wolf circling Fox? That's Maugrim. I told Peter.
"Lost something, have we?" Fox asked.
"Don't patronize me! I know where your allegiance lies. We're looking fro some humans." Maugrim said in a low, hatefully voice.
Fox laughed nervously.
"Humans? Here in Narnia? Now that's some valuable bit of information, don't you think?" Fox asked.
Another wolf came around Fox instantly and chomped down on his back. Peter quickly grabbed me right before I flew down there.
Let me go. I said.
"No . . . . I can't let you risk getting caught . . . . or hurt." Peter whispered.
Fox yelped as Lucy gasped.
"Your reward is your life. It's not much," Maugrim said menacingly chuckling, "but still."
Fox looked up at us, and then looked at Maugrim. He took a deep painful sigh. I tensed up and so Peter gripped me tighter.
"Where are the fugitives!" Maugrim growled.
Fox whimpered as the wolf on his back dug his teeth in deeper. Fox took another deep breath.
"North . . . they ran north." He said lowering his head and ears in shame.
"Smell them out!" Maugrim cried.
The wolf who had been holding Fox, threw him down and ran north with the rest of the pack. I felt Peter let go. I quickly flew down to Fox and landed in the cold snow beside him. He was curled up in pain. I picked him up and brought him into my lap. Everyone else jumped down from the tree.
"Come on . . . let's get a fire going." Peter said.
Soon there was a fire a foot in front of me. I began petting Fox and slowly healed him at the same time.
"They were helping Tumnus." Fox said, talking about the animals that were turned to stone, "The Witch got here before I did. Ow! Oh!" He cried in pain.
"Sorry. My healing is a bit painful." I said quietly.
"Are you alright?" Lucy asked.
"Well, I wish I could say their bark was worse than their bite . . . oh!"
"Oh, you're worse than Beaver on bathday." Mrs. Beaver claimed.
"Worst day of the year." Mr. Beaver whispered.
"Alright . . . you're done." I said quietly.
"Thank you for you kindness." Fox said to me.
"You're leaving?" I asked as he crawled out of my lap.
"It has been a pleasure, New Witch or hopefully Queen and an honor, "He said bowing to me. Then he quickly looked at Peter, "but time is short and Aslan himself has asked me to gather more troops."
"You've seen Aslan?" Mr. Beaver asked excitedly as Mrs. Beaver gasped.
"What's he like?" Mrs. Beaver asked.
"Like . . . everything you've ever heard. You'll be glad to have him by your side in the battle against the Witch." Fox replied.
"But we're not planning on fighting any Witch." Susan said.
"But surely, King Peter, the prophecy!" Fox said.
"We can't go to war without you." Mr. Beaver said.
"And especially not without Queen Rachel, the new Witch." Fox said.
Peter glanced at me then looked at Susan.
"W-we just want our brother back."
Fox slowly walked away in disappointment. I turned into a huge white tiger because it was beginning to get cold outside and when I get cold . . . it really means it's cold.