#trufflehunter the badger

[kaetor]

some narnia doodles :)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/67859016/chapters/198964666

Boötes and the Badger new chapter reminder.

Summary :

Camp Hither, summer camp, home of promised summers of bliss, too bad none of the kiddos go home again. Run by a staff that turn into snakes each night. Now every potion master worth their stuff knows shed hair of a Fallen Star make the base of any shape changing brew. How convenient Dr Crawler just so happens to have such a celestial child being raised at the camp. Too bad the town is starting to get suspicious. Solitary, never smiling, shimmering? But that began to change when chance brought her to a fair and a certain stuffed badger in her path. A badger that comes alive when alone with her to offer protection and teach this young Fallen Star of the mighty Lion calling her to a home she’s never known.

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Snippet of my newest mini series.

Fandoms : Chronicles of Narnia & Goosebumps

Main pairing so far is a platonic protective bond between Trufflehunter the Badger and my oc Boötes Aurora Jones.

Snippet :

“She stole my kidney! I swear Boo Jones did!” Nodding profusely to accent his words the boy in town with his picture posted across many a milk carton exclaimed to an understanding group of kids from town who came to welcome him home.

This was how people in this town said thank you. “Now, how did you say you found him again?” New to town some big shot Detective assigned here on punishment intended to get his reputation back in order asked again of the girl who located the lost boy.

“Went and stole him weeks back is more like it!” Another of the kids from town jeered at the girl who stood clutching a torso sized Badger stuffie that might have made her seem more scared if her face hadn’t been wearing a look of pure disinterest in prolonging this conversation. She was, odd, the Detective puzzled to himself. Unlike any people in town he had met and it seemed everyone in town knew who she must belong to. Another boy exclaimed, “Been stealing kids for years there, up at that camp!”

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You Dwarfs are as forgetful and changeable as the Humans themselves. I’m a beast, I am, and a Badger what’s more. We don’t change. We hold on.

Trufflehunter the Badger, in C. S. Lewis, Prince Caspian (ch.V)