Wandering

[Crisian]

Crisian wandered the camp of Aslan deep in thought

[Lucy]

Lucy sat on underneath a tree looking out over the beautiful landscape infront of her. She liked it here, well what she could feel underneath of her. Underneath all the snow, Lucy could feel the old Narnia beginning to return. It's because of Aslan, and all the great beasts of this world. She tucked her knees in and sighed. Peter would be mad at her for wandering off, but she wanted to, so she had.

[Crisian]

As he walked he spotted Lucy sitting down by a tree. He walked slowly up to her and bowed. " Hello Queen Lucy. " he said softly. " My name is Crisian. " he smiled at her. His voice was smooth and calm

[Lucy]

She turned to him and smiled with delight. Lucy had always loved animals, and now her wildest dreams were coming true. Animals that could talk! She smiled and shook her head a little. "It's nice to meet you Crisian. And I'm Lucy!" she laughed a little. "But I guess you already knew that. What brings you here?"

[Crisian]

O i was just thinking. " he smiled at her. " Do you mind if i lay here at your feet? "

[Lucy]

She clapped her hands and grinned. "oh that would be delightful!!"

[Crisian]

He smiled and laid at her feet and purred softly. " You may pet my fur if you would like Daughter of Eve. No on has done that in the longest time. " he sighed

[Lucy]

She was extremely happy for this is what she had wanted to do since she first meet Crisian. She stroked his back and was amazed at how soft his fur was. She sat in silence for a few minutes petting his back, then she spoke. "What did you come here to think about?"

[Crisian]

Everything. I am an old cat and there is much on my mind. " he purred softly as she pet him. It relaxed him greatly. " What was your home like? " he asked softly

[Lucy]

"Well it's just fine. Not as nice as it is here. You see, where I'm from, humans are normal and animals can't talk. Quite dreadful if you ask me." She sighed and continued to pet him.

[Crisian]

He nodded. " Perhaps the animals can talk. Maybe they just choose not too. " he said softly, still purring

[Lucy]

She though for a moment. "I never thought of that... well when I go home I'll have to ask one of them if they'd like to have a chat with me." She smiled. "Not that they'd have much to say. All they do is lie around all day and stare at the ceiling. Some wild beasts might have exciting things to share, but not house pets."

[Crisian]

He could not help but wonder. " What is a house pet? " he asked, for he had never heard of one

[Lucy]

She stared at him for a minute then laughed. "It's an animal that you keep at home all the time, you feed it, take care of it, play with it."

[Crisian]

Hmm, i think i would enjoy that kind of life. " he looked up and smiled at her. " Do jaguars make good house pets?