"Rachel! Rachel wake up!" I heard Edmund saying.
He shook me awake
"What is going on?" I asked sitting up in bed.
"We are getting ready for war. If I were you, at least if you want to be in this war of course, you had better get ready. You know . . . morph into an animal so Peter can't tell."
"But Peter doesn't want me to go . . ." I began to say.
"Rachel, I talked to Peter this morning about you. He told me that he's doing this for your protection . . . if you go to the war you'll be able to protect him . . ."
"No . . . he can protect himself. I told him already that I wasn't going to save him again . . ."
"He told me not to wake you up."
"So he wanted me to sleep through the war!"
"That was his intention . . . but please keep your voice down. I'm not supposed to be in here. I thought you'd like to know what was going on so you would make a decision." Edmund said.
I looked at the ground.
"Rachel . . . it's bad enough that we don't have Aslan, but if we don't have you in this war . . . we're going to get slaughtered."
I entered a serious mood. I looked up at Edmund.
" . . . . . Alright . . . . . I'm in."
Edmund smiled, and then quickly gave me a sword.
"This one was an extra . . . I thought you might want it." Then he quickly walked out of the tent.
I strapped both swords onto me, so they would morph along with me. I morphed into a griffon.
"I like this morph." I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, but then I noticed one flaw. My eyes have not changed. They are my regular eye color.
"Peter will notice for sure . . ." I said as I walked out of my tent.
The camp was completely deserted. I flapped my wings and flew high up into the air. I searched far across the land and spotted the Witch's Army.
"I bet they're going towards our Army."
I flew in their direction. I was flying fast, so I quickly caught up with them. Her Army was huge! I knew our Army was no where near this big. I needed to warn Peter. I quickly flew over the Witch's head. She looked straight into my eyes and instantly knew who I was.
"Shoot her down! Shoot her down!" She screamed at her archers.
Her archers, which were dwarves, began to shoot their arrows at me. I dodged them all and quickly pulled ahead of her Army. Just over a big hill was Peter and our Army. I flew past Peter. He was dressed in lots of chain mail and had a helmet on. I let out a screech. I flew to some really tall cliffs and rocks behind our Army and saw Ed with all our archers. I flew really close to Edmund and winked at him as I let out another screech. He only grinned, so I knew he recognized me. I flew down and landed on a rock beside Peter.