"Applying fairy tale logic to the situation, yes - because robins are spring birds, and have generally positive connotations. Applying normal logic to the situation, I have no idea but I still want to find out where the robin is leading us."
There is a bit of motion behind a tree over there, though.
"H-hello?" says Bella, on the theory that they are quite obvious to anyone who is better at forests than they are and will have better chances getting through any interaction with such a person by being reasonably friendly.
A furry long-toothed face peeks out from behind the tree, paw over its mouth in a hush gesture.
The beaver tiptoes out more visibly, and makes a come on motion with a forepaw, and then lumbers beaverishly off in loosely the same direction the robin was leading them.
Bella sighs and follows the beaver, continuing her map at intervals.
Eventually the beaver has led them to a spot where four trees grow so close together that there is only just room for one beaver and two children to stand together.
"Are you the Daughters of Eve?" whispers the beaver. "Quietly, quietly."
"The trees, there are a few about who might betray us to her," says the beaver.
"And we know that you would do no such thing because -?"
"I spoke to Tumnus before he was arrested and he asked me to meet you if anything happened to him - but he had no distinctive token to offer," apologizes the beaver. "I am afraid I'm quite unable to prove it."
"And -" says the beaver. "They say Aslan is on the move."
A curious sensation comes over Bella at the name Aslan. As though she has a tremendous quantity of interesting things to do, no end in sight, and time to do all of it yet without ever running out of time or activity.
The feeling Elizabeth gets is different. A kind of contemplative excitement - like she's about to do something challenging and fascinating, expects to be able to handle it, and anticipates good results.
She smiles, too. And starts a file on Aslan, with that feeling as the first item listed.
The beaver nods and scurries off, leading them through the trees until they have come to a frozen river, across which has been built a dam now thoroughly frosted with icicles. In the middle of the dam is a sort of house, with smoke coming out of the chimneytop.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:33 pm (UTC)"Are animals... different, here?" wonders Bella dubiously.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:35 pm (UTC)She follows the robin.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:40 pm (UTC)It seems to want them to walk quite a long way.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:43 pm (UTC)And then when they have been walking for a couple of hours -
The robin flies completely out of sight.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-22 04:47 pm (UTC)There is a bit of motion behind a tree over there, though.
"H-hello?" says Bella, on the theory that they are quite obvious to anyone who is better at forests than they are and will have better chances getting through any interaction with such a person by being reasonably friendly.
A furry long-toothed face peeks out from behind the tree, paw over its mouth in a hush gesture.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-22 04:50 pm (UTC)The beaver tiptoes out more visibly, and makes a come on motion with a forepaw, and then lumbers beaverishly off in loosely the same direction the robin was leading them.
Bella sighs and follows the beaver, continuing her map at intervals.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-22 04:54 pm (UTC)"Are you the Daughters of Eve?" whispers the beaver. "Quietly, quietly."
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-22 05:00 pm (UTC)"The trees, there are a few about who might betray us to her," says the beaver.
"And we know that you would do no such thing because -?"
"I spoke to Tumnus before he was arrested and he asked me to meet you if anything happened to him - but he had no distinctive token to offer," apologizes the beaver. "I am afraid I'm quite unable to prove it."
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Date: 2014-06-22 05:04 pm (UTC)The beaver's whiskers twitch nervously.
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Date: 2014-06-22 05:14 pm (UTC)"Okay," says Bella.
"And -" says the beaver. "They say Aslan is on the move."
A curious sensation comes over Bella at the name Aslan. As though she has a tremendous quantity of interesting things to do, no end in sight, and time to do all of it yet without ever running out of time or activity.
And she smiles.
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Date: 2014-06-22 05:34 pm (UTC)She smiles, too. And starts a file on Aslan, with that feeling as the first item listed.
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Date: 2014-06-22 06:28 pm (UTC)"Oh - not here, I must bring you somewhere safe where we can talk properly," says the beaver, wringing his paws. "And dinner."
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Date: 2014-06-22 06:33 pm (UTC)"Oh," says Bella, admiringly. "This looks nice."
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