Gael and Mrs. Beaver Greetings ||
Gael was wandering off alone but not as frightened as she was when she first arrived here in Narnia. Something with in her felt reassured Narnia seemed like heaven and despite warnings of adults she started walking off and found herself by a small creek. As she continued she saw a brown creature busy at work. Curiosity got ahold of the girl and she inched closer to the waters edge to get a better look and she slid a little giving a small gasp. “Whoopse” she said out loud. Suddenly she was frightened as the creature came slowly towards her. “I’m…I’m sorry” she muttered trying to remember the things she was told about strange creatures.
Once Mrs.Beaver stubbled upon the young girl she couldn't help but smile. Recalling when little Lucy was around her age when she first meet her. "No worries,dearie." she smiled kindly. She brushed off a piece of dust off her shoulder if at all possible. "How are you?" she said since she saw the startled face on the youngin. "Be not afraid for I am a kind beaver." She never meet any other beavers that were not like her kind,maybe her husband what a grouchy one he was expessially on bath day.