I don't own Narnia. Just some characters. Please review. Sorry, if this chapter is just a little short, once again, not much to put. 490 words.

(I have to stand up to my dad, and I need to be more confident in myself. That's what everyone keeps telling me. If I can lead an army successfully, then I can stand up to my father. My mother would want me to stand up for myself and what I believe in.) Trent thnks.

He looks around. Although he liked silence, it felt awkward.

"Are you okay, Trent?" Alan asks.

Trent looks at him.

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"You're awfully quiet. Are you thinking?"

"Yeah. I'm trying to convince myself to be confident."

"Oh. We all believe in you, Trent."

"You do?"

"Of course I do. You're my friend. We're all your friends."

"Thanks, Alan."

"You're welcome."

"How much further is it to the Great River of Narnia?" Samuel asks.

"We still have another mile and a half to go," Botain says.

Samuel tries not to groan.

(This fox and these wolves are starting to drive me crazy! I'm sick and tired of all this walking.)

"We don't like any more than you do, Samuel," says Alan.

"Yeah," Trent adds.

"I don't mind walking," Samuel explains, "it's just that we're doing too much of it."

"I know what you mean," Alan agrees.

"Think of it this way: the sooner we get to the camp, the sooner we can stop walking...well, at least for the moment."

"Thanks for trying to help me get through this, guys."

"No problem," says Trent.

"That's what friends are for," Alan agrees.

Samuel nods, "Indeed, that is true."

Everyone keeps walking until they arrive at the Great River of Narnia.

"Here we are," says Xain, "the Great River of Narnia."

The kids stand there.

"Please tell me we're not-" Alan starts to ask.

"Swimming?" Trian finishes for him, "well, I figure this is our only way across, unless we find another route."

Cheyenne looks in all directions.

"I guess swimming's our only way of getting across. At least this will be good for my swim team.

(I just want to lie down and fall asleep.) Alan thinks.

Cheyenne is about to get into the river when Trian stops her.

"I would feel more comfortable with someone going before you, Young One."

"I would feel more comfortable with that too," Alan agrees, "stay close to me."

Cheyenne rolls her eyes.

"I'm not a little kid, Alan. Can you please not treat me like a baby?"

"I'm just trying to look out for you."

"I know, but you're smothering me."

Before Alan can say anything, the wolves and Trian sense something amiss and start growling. The kids look around, trying to figure out what is going on.

"We must hurry and cross the river now," says Trian.

The children nod. Trian and Botain get into the river first, followed by Cheyenne and everyone else taking the rear.

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