Lucy?> I called.

Lucy got up from sitting between Susan and Peter, who were talking, and came over and sat by me.

"Yeah?" She asked.

Do you think we should stay in Narnia and help them?>

"Help who?" She whispered.

Aslan . . . Mr. Tumnus . . . everyone . . .>

"Yes, I think we should help. I mean . . . it sounds like we are Narnia's only hope."

You're right . . . at least that's how all the animals are putting it.>

I opened my eyes. I guess I fell asleep and I didn't know it. It must have been a while because our fire was almost out. I lifted my head and looked around. Mr. and Mrs. Beaver were huddled together and sleeping. Susan and Lucy were cuddled with me, but Peter was in fetal position, trying to keep warm. I carefully got up, not waking up Susan or Lucy and went over to Peter. I nudged him. He quickly woke up and saw me. He was pale and he looked like he was frozen.

Peter . . . come over here with us. You'll be much warmer.>

"N-no thanks . . . I'm F-fine." He said as his teeth chattered.

I will not take "no" for an answer.> I said.

I grabbed a hold of Peter's clothing and literally dragged him to where we were sleeping. I scooted my self underneath Susan and Lucy and got comfortable. Peter leaned against me. He covered himself with his coat and fell asleep. I carefully laid my head down. I curled up with Susan and Lucy as Peter subconsciously moved closer to me. Basically I was just an over-sized kitten. I quickly fell asleep. I'm not sure exactly how long I slept, but I woke up later and noticed Peter gone. That worried me, so I slowly got up. That's also when I first noticed Mr. and Mrs. Beaver huddled next to me. I guess they moved over here while I was asleep. I pushed Mr. and Mrs. Beaver right next to Susan and Lucy to help keep them warm. None of them woke up. I walked over to the fire and blew on it. A small flame appeared. Soon that one flame covered the whole pile of sticks. I headed into the trees and looked around for Peter. I was scared that something bad happened.

Peter . . . Peter!> I called out, but there was no answer.

I prowled around being as quiet as possible. I finally got tired of walking on four legs, so I quickly morphed back into my natural self. I buttoned up my fur coat and put the hood over my head.

"Peter!" I hissed.

I heard a twig snap behind me. I looked behind me, but kept on walking. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I tripped over some squirrels and rabbits who were turned to stone. I almost face-planted in the dirt, but I placed my arms on the ground to catch my fall. I saw two feet appear in front of me. I looked up and saw it was Peter.

"You're pretty clumsy . . . aren't you?" He asked me.

"Only when I want to be." I said defensively.

He held out his hand. I took it and he pulled me back up onto my feet.

"Hey . . . I think it's getting warmer . . ." He said suddenly.

"How can you tell?" I asked.

"Well . . . . . you're here . . . and- and you're always warm . . . because you control fire. That's how." He said quickly, trying to cover his slip-ups.

"Alright . . . . we should probably get back."

"Yeah . . . by the way . . . . why did you come out here?" Peter asked.

"I-I thought something bad might have happened to you. So I went looking . . ."

"Awwwww . . ." Peter said making fun of me, "That's so nice!" He said laughing.

"Hey! . . . . well fine . . . next time you're in danger or hurt . . . I won't help you or save you!"

"Alright . . . same here." He said still laughing.

We walked back to the fire. Everyone was all cuddled up with each other and they all seem perfectly warm. I turned into the tiger and curled up beside them. Peter then came over and leaned up next to me. I quickly fell back asleep.