Smiling fondly at the owl, Lucy patted its now gleaming feathers. "You're welcome."
Hearing Aslan's annoucement, her body stiffened. She hoped that someone else would make the plans. Fighting didn't really appeal to her, but if she was needed, she would willingly go. A heavy feeling weighed upon her unpleasantly and as hard as she tried, she couldn't rid herself of it.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood.    We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |