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Samuel goes to launch at Tamryn again. She dodges him and slashes him from behind. He grunts and sees a small cut on his clothes.
"Sorry. I didn't cut you too bad did I?"
"No. All you did was cut my shirt a little."
"Good."
Tamryn moves toward him to strike again but is stopped by his saber. She sees his short sword coming at her; she kicks at his feet and short sword goes right above her shoulder. She uses her elbow and hits him in the chest this time. He falls back. He launches at her again and knocks her back with his saber. She falls to the ground. Samuel reaches down and helps her up.
"Thanks, Samuel."
"You're welcome."
Alan was training with Xain. He was dodging or blocking most of the wolves advances on him.
"Do you think I was too hard on Cheyenne?"
"Do you want to focus on that now?"
Xain sighs noticing the look on Alan's face and stops his advance.
(Humans, they are odd. He is focusing on his argument with his sister and not on his battle style. Which is sloppy.) He thinks.
"Well, was I?"
"I don't know, Child. At some point, yes. You were quite tough on her, seeing that she will just as much part of this upcoming battle as you are."
"But she's too young."
"I don't think she appreciates that comment. She may be young, but how do you know that she is too young?"
"What?"
"When you humans say 'too young' it is confusing. You make the human sound smaller then they really are. Your sister is strong and willing to defend her friends that is not something that a person who is too young would be capable of achieving. A person that is too young would not even understand the concept of defending a friend or family member. Your sister will be fine if you allow her to grow up."
Alan looks at Xain thinking deeply about what he said. Alan finally nods at Xain.
"I take that as we can continue practicing?"
"Yes, Xain. We can."
Alan sneaks a glance in Cheyenne's direction. Trian had her with Trent today and the two were practicing hitting targets by aiming at fruits on the trees and knocking them off. He turns his attention back as Xain launches at him. He barely ducks and almost hits the wolf with his sword.
"Very well, Alan. Not exactly perfect though."
"I didn't know you had to be perfect in battle, I just though you had to kill. Besides, no one is really perfect."
"Then be close to perfect."
Trent aims his arrow at the apple in the tree just as he was about to shoot a dagger hits the apple causing him to jump and release the arrow which almost hits Trian, who was returning from retrieving Trent's other arrows. The fox glares at him since he was unable to talk due to the arrows being in his mouth.
"Sorry, it wasn't my fault. Cheyenne took me by surprise."
Trent looks at Cheyenne, "I almost hit Trian because of you."
"You were taking too long to aim."
"Aiming a bow and arrow takes longer then aiming and throwing a dagger."
"Not to mention, that was not the target I gave you, Daughter of Eve."
Cheyenne looks at Botain.
"I know."
"Why don't you hit your own target next?"
"Okay, Botain."
Botain goes over and retrieves Cheyenne's dagger as Trian sits the arrows next to where Trent was standing.
"You could have killed me at the velocity that arrow was going."
"I said sorry."
"I know you are and I forgive you, I just thought you two aught to know the damage you could have done to me."
Cheyenne giggles, "Trian, you are fine. Why must you complain about it?"
"Because, you two need to be more careful. Especially you, Cheyenne, if you want Alan to stop treating you like such a child," Trian says with a fluff of his tail.
Cheyenne huffs angrily.
"Enough. I don't need you two fighting also," Botain says. "Now, hit your target."
Cheyenne aims her dagger at the grapefruit that had been her original target. She throws the dagger at the grapefruit, but instead of coming down, the grapefruit stays because the dagger hit near the center of it. Trent snorts slightly holding back a laugh. Trian bursts out laughing.
"You didn't even knock it down! Of course, she'd want to hit the apple, it is smaller and on a shorter tree, so she doesn't have to aim so high above her short structure!" Trian exclaims, in between laughs.
"Trian! Enough! No more, I mean it! Both of you!" Botain growls.
Trian walks cackling in laughter and climbs the tree. He carefully gets on the branch and gets the dagger out. He throws the dagger to the grass near Cheyenne and prepares to go back down when the branch snaps. He hits the ground with a yelp causing Alan, Xain, Tamryn, and Samuel to look over. Cheyenne laughs.
"That would be karma, Trian," Botain says. "I warned you not to make a scene."
Trian grumbles and dusts himself off. Tamryn smiles slightly.
(I hope you are safe, Rinion.) She thinks.
"Practice is over," Trian announces.
They all look at the fox.
"Trian, they can practice for another ten minutes," Botain says.
Trian looks at Botain and sees the wolf's eyes look threatening. He lies down slightly disgruntled. The kids practice for another ten minutes. They take a five minute break. Cheyenne looks over at Alan then looks away when he starts to look her way. She looks at Trent.
"I'm sorry for taking your target, Trent."
Trent looks at her surprised.
"You don't need to apologize. I know you didn't do it on purpose."
"Really?"
"Of course. I took too long to aim. That is one of the things I need to work on. Especially after what happened at the river."
Trent shudders slightly thinking of what the river looked like after the tigers were dead. It made him sick to his stomach and relieved that he was a vegan.
"Are you alright, Trent?"
"I'm fine, Cheyenne. Just thinking about the river and how it helped all of us."
"I think it didn't help anything between Alan and me. He's always treated like a little kid."
"You two will get past that eventually."
Five minutes soon passes and they stand up to walk into the forest.
"So this is the forest before Aslan's camp?" asks Alan.
"Correct," Botain says.
"That's exciting. That means we're closer to Aslan," Cheyenne says.
"It also means we are closer to fighting this war," Trian states. "It will be a tough war."
"Of course it will be. We are the rebels making us minority. Though we have a great power that will guide us to victory," Botain responds.
"You mean Aslan?" Tamryn asks.
"Yes, and you five," Xain says.
"Right. Then we take our place at five thrones in Cair Paravel, correct?" Samuel says.
"Correct again," Botain responds.
They continue walking for another thirty minutes, Tamryn beside Samuel in the back. Cheyenne and Trent were in the middle with Trian in front of them and Alan and the wolves were up ahead walking and talking.
"What are Alan and the wolves talking about?"
Samuel looks at the three then back at Tamryn.
"Who knows? Maybe strategy."
Tamryn nods and begins to observe the forest around them. She looks in one direction thinking she heard rustling. She looks harder and sees forest like the one from her dream of Aslan's country. She sees a lion look at her for a few moments before walking the other direction.
(Aslan!) She thinks.
"Tamryn, keep up! You're starting to slow down!" Alan yells back.
She snaps her head forward and sees the group now quite ahead of her.
"But, I think I-I just saw Aslan."
"Where?" Botain asks suddenly interested.
She points in the direction she saw what had looked like Aslan's country but sees normal trees.
"There were a different kind of trees and a lion he looked at me then walked farther in that direction."
The wolves, Trian, and other humans look skeptical.
"Maybe you were seeing things. That part of the forest was the same way for us when we walked past just moments before you did. And Samuel was right beside you," Alan says.
"I didn't see anything," Samuel states.
"But-" Tamryn starts.
"There are many lions. Aslan is in his camp, so it was impossible for you to see him. You could have just been seeing things," Trian says.
"Maybe your mind was just playing tricks on you from being around all these trees," Alan suggests.
Tamryn finally nods, getting the feeling that none of them were going to believe her. They start walking.
(I know I saw Aslan.) She thinks.
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