She has ice in her veins but a heart of gold.
He has fire in his blood and a heart of silver.
Peter Pevensie and his siblings are sent away for there protection, but what they didn't expect to find were two siblings awaiting for them to fulfill th...
It was silent besides the crackling fire everyone taking in the story of Milo and I life.
I looked over at Milo he looked the same. We haven't ever shared that part of our lives.
"I...I need a break" I announced getting up. Milo looked at me worriedly, "I am just going for a run Milo" I turned back around.
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Changing into a wolf and I started running. Feeling the breeze brush through my fur and the cold air was a thrill. But when a pain seared through my foot I went tumbling into the snow. When I finally stopped rolling I was on my back, but I was smiling, on the inside anyway. I rolled around in the snow letting my stress roll off me in waves. After a few minutes of joy, I rolled back on to my stomach and poked the cold snow with my nose.
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I looked around the silent air before getting back up. Next destination was a mountainside. I looked across the frozen land remembering the once green land. I sighed contently.
It was a while before I headed back.
I made the mistake of running and I skidded across our campsite. I changed back to human standing upright looking around to see if I woke anyone. Lucy and Susan asleep, Milo, Beavers check. My eyes scanned for Peter, but I didn't have time to look, my leg buckled out from under me. I fell into the cushiony snow with a thud. I looked at the starry night sky before supporting myself on my elbows.
"Are you alright?"
I internally jumped and looked at Peter who was inching closer.
"Sorry didn't mean to wake you" I sighed looking at my ankle.
"I was already awake" He shrugged.
There were bite marks sown up and I just broke the stitches. "Are you alright?" Peter asked again, my eyes scanned the camp till it landed on a little sewing kit.
"Fine" I groaned shifting my ankle,
"Could you get me that" I pointed to it and he gave it to me.
I grew ice around my ankle numbing the pain. I crawled over to the dim fire and stuck a needle in it, once it was cleaned and cooled I removed the ice from my now completely numb ankle. I saw Peter out of the corner of my eye watching my every move. I looked between my ankle and the needle in my hands. After some mental debating, I started sowing myself up. It hurt less than I planned and I am sure the frozen numbness of it helped.
I tied myself up and grew another sheet of ice over it to help make sure I don't break it again. I let out a small sigh falling back into the snow.
"Why are you up Peter?"
I broke the silence. I shifted to my side so I could look at him, his ocean blue eyes bore into mine.
"I...I am-"
"Worried about your brother. I am truly sorry, Peter. He's alive I can tell you that" I sighed, "She needs him to get us. I am sorry I should have done something. I don't know. Maybe inferred that he saw the Witch when he went to Narnia"
I felt Peter move so he was laying next to me.
"No, it's m-"
I put my hand over his mouth.
"Peter it's not your fault. None of this was your fault"
I closed my eyes turning the other way. I could feel Peter shivering behind me. I shifted to my wolf form moving closer to him.
"Thank you" He whispered into my fur and I smiled.
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