Robin sighed lowly as she felt the wind brush through her now shoulder length raven hair. She was truly tired of having to always be careful not to get it tangled in branches so she just cut it off.

Her dainty fingers rubbed the her dragon's red talons. Aragorn, her dragon hummed loudly and dived once again through the clouds. Yes, he was flying. And yes, Robin was on him.

After 1300 years of raising Aragorn, she knew he wouldn't drop her. From the moment he entered the world, a little fire coming out of his mouth and his red talons glowing, they formed a connection like no other. They trusted eachother and Robin didn't know what she would do without him.

The stars seemed to shine brighter that night and Robin traced them with her fingers. She felt alone, abandoned. Yes, she had the narnians but they weren't the Pevensies. Lucy wasn't here to cheer Robin up and have her taste desert, Susan wasn't here to gossip with Robin or try dresses with her, Edmund wasn't here to sword fight with her and Peter wasn't here to act like a brother whenever someone fancied Robin. They weren't here.

A wave of anger hit Robin when she thought of them again. They left her alone to deal with everything. They left their friends alone. She had to watch Mr and Mrs Beaver die, she had to watch Mr Tumnus die. And the Pevensies weren't there.

The distant sound of a horn brought Robin from her thoughts. Her brows furrowed his confusion. The horn sounded familiar, as if she heard it before. Then her eyes widened. Of course she had heard it before! It was Susan's horn.

Robin stood up on Aragorn and tapped him twice, signaling that he should go lower. Aragorn did as told and went as low as he could for a dragon. Many were confused as to how Aragorn managed to fly to so many places without being seen but the truth was that he could become as little as a mouse when he wanted to. It was an enchantment that Robin found very useful.

Wind blew through Robin's short hair as Aragorn landed on the ground. She easily got off of him and then patted him softly on the leg. He got the signal and shrunk. With a small smile, Robin crouched, picked the small Aragorn up and put him in her pouch.

Hearing several footsteps further in the woods, Robin quickly climbed the biggest tree she could find and took her spot on a thick branch. After several minutes, she watched as multiple soldiers ran but didn't even think to glance in the trees. With a sigh, Robin leaned back on the tree and waited for daylight.

•••

Robin fluttered her eyes open at the sound of a door being shut hard. Her gaze snapped to her pouch where Aragorn was still sleeping peacefully. With a soft smile Robin looked down only to see a person - a boy.

He was wearing armor - telmarine armor Robin noticed. He was clutching something in his hand and Robin's eyes widened when she recognized the object. It was Susan's horn. It looked like he just left a small hut built into a tree and Robin's almost fell off of the tree when she wanted to look at the boy.

The boy stopped, hearing noises coming from a tree. He glanced up with narrowed eyes, looking through the trees.

Meanwhile, Robin sucked in a small breath, afraid of being revealed. No, she wasn't afraid of the boy, she just wanted to make a more dramatic entrance than just falling from a tree. Aragorn stirred slightly in Robin's pouch and she silently cursed.

But something caught Robin's attention. It was the boy's appearance. From his long black hair to his dark eyes. He seemed so familiar yet Robin couldn't quite put her finger on the feeling he gave her.

Her first thought is that she might recognize him from the dreams she used to have, but since the last dream she had was 1000 years ago, she couldn't remember shit.

For a moment, it seemed like the two made eye contact. It seemed as if the boy was looking straight at her, and Robin for the first time in a very long time, was nervous. She knew he couldn't see her because of how good she was hiding but she couldn't help but feel as if he was looking just at her.

After a couple seconds, the boy looked away from the trees and continued his journey. Robin sighed slightly in relief and looked down at Aragorn who was looking at her with wide eyes. She brushed his head slightly and smiled when he purred lowly.

Looking ahead, Robin realized that she almost couldn't see the boy anymore. "Shit." she swore slightly as she carefully climbed down from the tree. She decided that she should follow the Telmarine, seeing as he came from a narnian house - or hut.

With silent steps, Robin hurried after the boy but managed to stay a little behind. Her eyes darted to the horn he was holding and narrowed suspiciously. Had he stolen the horn? Had he blown the horn?

Robin shook her head and continued following after the boy. When some noise was heard, both Robin and the boy stopped. "I can hear you." the boy sighed.

Robin's eyebrows furrowed, knowing she couldn't have possibly made noise. Then, from behind some bushes came a badger and a dwarf. Robin's eyes darkened when she caught sight of the dwarf, knowing he was once on the White Witch's side.

"I just think we should wait for the kings and queens." the badger explains. Robin sighs slightly and pulls her black cloak closer around her while Aragorn snuggles more in her pouch.

The boy keeps walking, ignoring what the badger said. "Fine, go then! See if the others will be as understanding!" the dwarf shouts.

"Or maybe I'll come with you. I want to see you explain things to minotaurs." the badger offers.

The boy stops abruptly and turns to the two as Robin steps closer to the trio."Minotaurs...they're real?"

"Yeah, nasty." the dwarf agrees.

"And very big!" the badger adds.

"And very bad tempered." Robin adds as she leaned on a tree. The three turned wide eyed to her. "Now tell me, what are a dwarf and a badger doing with a telmarine?"