wis·dom
/ˈwizdəm/
noun
the quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgment; the quality of being wise.
Narnia had always been a free country, until she came along. Jadis was the devil in disguise, and she brought to the kingdom an eternal...
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"But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars." - Martin Luther King Jr.
Narnia, 1000
Soon enough, the group of six found themselves on top of a tree, the fox on the ground. The wolves soon surrounded him, circling the fox as he wagged his tail and crouched against the presence of the secret police.
" Greetings, gents. Lost something, have we? " Asked the fox nervously as the wolves snarled, looking at him like he was the next prey.
" Don't patronise me! I know where your allegiance lies. We're looking for some humans. "
The fox nervously chuckled. " Humans? Here in Narnia? That's a valuable bit of information, don't you think? " The Fox tried, but with no avail, especially when one of the wolves attacked him, biting his neck, and the fox whimpered. Lucy and Beaver almost screamed, but luckily, Peter and Mrs Beaver prevented them from doing so.
" Your reward is your life. It's not much, but still. " spit the chief, Maugrim. " Where are the fugitives? "
The fox whimpered again but kept quiet. He panted as the wolf started biting harder and signed. " North. They ran north. " He said in fake defeat.
" Smell them out. " Maugrim ordered. The fox was thrown into the snow, whimpered, and did not try to get back up.
The six climbed down from the tree, and Mrs Beaver and Susan immediately ran to care for the fox. Olivia and Peter searched for wood, and soon they had a fire. Mr Beaver spread a little of the food they had packed amongst the group and some water. They had a quiet dinner, and the fox started telling the story when they were done. Olivia had pulled out her notepad and quill and began taking notes.
" They were helping Tumnus. The witch got here before I did. " The fox would exclaim in pain in the middle of the sentence since Mrs Beaver was still wrapping the fox in gauze.
" Are you alright? " Lucy asked him.
" Well, I wish I could say their bark was worse than their bite. Ow! "
" Stop squirming! You're worse than Beaver on bath day. " Mrs Beaver exclaimed.
" Worst day of the year. " Beaver said, shivering. It made the girls laugh.
" Thank you for your kindness. But I'm afraid that's all the cure I have time for. " The fox told them, getting up on all fours.
" You're leaving? " Lucy asked him.
" It has been a pleasure, My Queen, and an honour, but time is short, and Aslan himself has asked me to gather more troops. "
