Narnia: The Time Has Come |accepting|

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(( why not?))

Phyre waved at her new friends and met up with Peter and Juliet.

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"Alright. Lets get going. Can my mouse come along?" Lucy asked, looking at Susan and giggling. She looked up at her brother, Edmund, making sure that he didn't se the sorrow she felt that he was disappointed that he had to go with her just a few minutes ago. Lucy heard Edmund and glared at him angerily. "Well that wasn't very nice." She agrued, crossing her arms and walking away, heading in the direction, Aslan pointed, walking toward a wide valley.

[Dreamwave]

Edmund chuckled softly. "Luc, don't you want a horse?" He called, running to catch up to his little sister.

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"Is it a unicorn?" She asked, not looking at him, still a little mad that he had called her the worst evil in the world. She looked at him, her arms still crossed, she looked at him hopingly, but knew it was a no.

[Dreamwave]

"No, sorry..." He grabbed a large leaf and shaped it into a horn, placing and holding it on the horse's head. "Oh would you look at that...Just C'mon Luc, we have to go."

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"Ya, ya. I know." She said as she always did, rolling her eyes. "Very funny, Edmund." She told him, pulling herself on top of the horse and sitting near the back so she could hold onto Edmunds back. "Get on, Edmund." She told him, patting the section of the saddle in front of her.

[Dreamwave]

"It really is." He teased, throwing the leaf of of the horse. He pulled himself on. "Ready?"

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"I was born ready." She replied in her slight accent, rolling her eyes. She petted the side of the horse and waited for Edmund to start them on their way.

[Dreamwave]

"Sure..." Edmund made a clicking noise with his tongue, and the horse galloped in the direction Aslan and Lucy had pointed out. Wind rushed through his hair and clothes, feeling him with a wonderful breeze. Free.

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Lucy's hair flew behind her. It had grown a bit, but she still wore it like she use too. She wrapped her arms around Edmond's waist, clinging to him with a tight grip on him. She held on, watching the fall, and listening to the rythmic sound of the horse's hooves.