"Oh no!" Lucy shouted, looking up and seeing the wolves, and Peter looked up as well.

"Run!" he said, quickening his pace, and Lucy did the same to keep up with him.

"Hurry!" Susan shouted, just as they got about halfway across the river, and just then, two of the wolves scrabbled down the side of the cliff and stopped at the place where they had all started from, and Maugrim and another wolf leapt down the cliff on the other side, and stopped in front of them, before growling low.

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Evelyn, who was just behind the Beavers and ahead of Lucy, stepped back as Maugrim approached her. One lunged at Mr. Beaver, and Mrs. Beaver shouted, "No!" Evelyn's hand lingered near her hip, ready to draw her sword.

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The wolf grabbed Mr. Beaver and held him low to the ground, while Maugrim continued approaching the others."Peter!" Lucy said fearfully, and Peter quickly drew his sword and held it in front of him.

"Put that down, boy. Someone could get hurt." Maugrim said, looking at Peter.

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"Don't worry about me!" shouted Mr. Beaver. "Run him through!"

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"Leave now while you can, and your brother leaves with you." Maugrim said as if Mr. Beaver hadn't spoken, as Peter and the others backed up slightly.

"Stop, Peter! Maybe we should listen to him!" Susan said urgently.

Maugrim chuckled. "Smart girl."

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Evelyn looked at Susan and said, "Are you really going to trust someone who works for the only woman in this world that wants us all dead?!" She unsheathed <i>her</i> sword, and while keeping her eyes on Maugrim, said, "If he doesn't do anything, don't think I won't."

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Maugrim growled low, and the fur on his back bristled. "So..you're going to let some girl outdo you, boy? Huh, you're not as strong as I thought..though that only means you'll be easier to kill."

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Evelyn raised her sword higher. "Don't - touch - him," she said menacingly.

"Don't listen to him! Kill him! Kill him now!" shouted Mr. Beaver.

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"Oho! Touched a nerve, have I?" Maugrim asked, sounding highly amused. When Peter still gave no sign of lowering his sword, Maugrim growled again. "Oh, come on, this isn't your war. All my Queen wants is for you to take your family and go."

"Look, just because some man in a red coat hands you a sword, it doesn't make you a hero! Just drop it!" Susan said loudly, and Peter glanced at her once.

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"No, Peter! Narnia needs you! Get him while you still have a chance!" said Mr. Beaver.


"Peter, if you're not going to do it, I will!" said Evelyn, getting a bit impatient and tense.

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"What's it going to be, Son of Adam? I won't wait forever, and neither will the river." Maugrim snarled, just as a loud cracking noise was heard at the still-ice-covered waterfall. Water began pouring down in small spurts, and ice cracked and fell off. Lucy's eyes widened, and she grabbed Peter's arm again. "Peter!"

Peter looked at the waterfall, then thought fast and raised his sword high, point downward. "Hold onto me!" he shouted, and Lucy and Susan both grabbed onto him.

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Evelyn looked down, then back up, and grabbed onto the nearest coat out of panic when the water started to burst through. She squeezed her eyes shut and screamed when they were carried off by a wave.

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Maugrim snarled loudly before disappearing under the waves, and the ice floe the four kids and Mrs. Beaver had been on flipped upside down, before turning rightside up again, with Peter, Lucy, and Susan(And Evelyn, I imagine..) still holding on.

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Evelyn had slipped off of the block of ice, but broke the surface and put her sword through another block. She flipped her wet hair out of her face - she could feel her lips turning a bit blue from the cold. They eventually drifted toward the bank, and she reached for it, while pulling her sword out of the ice and resheathing it.

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After reaching the bank and climbing ashore, Susan looked back at Peter, who was still standing near the block of ice, holding up Lucy's coat and staring at it in shock.

"What have you done?" Susan asked angrily, before shouting, "Lucy! Lucy!"

A few seconds later, Lucy called, "Has anyone seen my coat?"

Peter turned and saw Lucy, and looked relieved.

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"Don't you worry, dear," said Mr. Beaver. "Your brother's got you well looked after."

"And I don't think you'll be needing those coats anymore," said Mrs. Beaver, looking at the trees.

Evelyn smiled, then crossed her arms and walked on, following them. Sure, it was getting warmer, but coming soaked out of a river was still bound to make you chilly.

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