Scout
The flaps of the tent parted as Aslan stepped out his gaze going over the army he resised over.
An army meant for the Pevensie children. If only they had all made it here. Peter and Lucy had just gotten done telling him about how Edmund had betrayed them to the White Witch, while their sister, Susan, had been taken by a wolf during the night. It was suspected that she was now with the Witch as well, and he needed to get them back.
Padding slowly down the hill he headed straight for a centaur, "I need your scouts to find the Witch's camp. She's holding the other two Pevensie children hostage. We will need them if we are going to win this war."
"Right away, Aslan."
With that the centaur was off to get not only a scout party ready, but a raid party as well to follow behind at a distance so they could strike soon after finding the camp.