Copperfox
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Well, Dayhawk has been on-forum again, and once again has not posted anything on this RP. Either she's constrained by real-life obligations, or she simply is content with the unelaborated inference that Lucy killed one or two Ogres. Accordingly, I'm going to do what I can to bring forward in time the major characters who are still stuck in the previous night: Edmund and Angela. Of course I can't add anything to Angela's situation right now, because Powl has a definite plan for it; so the following will move Edmund forward sufficiently that Powl, if it suits her, can decide at any point that he "finds" her.
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Edmund had not yet retraced the recent journey quite as far as the Swerving Swan, when he heard the voice of the male hawk Yarkisoth calling to him: "Your Majesty, Edmund the Just! King Edmund, are you down there?"
"Yes, it's me! "Edmund called back. "Here, I'll hold up my right arm for you."
The tiercel hawk perched as invited, and got to business: "Your Majesty, not long after you left, Princess-Consort Angela, without consulting anyone, suddenly left also! It was determined that no one took her by force; she rode out on Sultan. The most logical supposition was that she had decided she no longer wanted to be apart from you..."
(Edmund kept to himself the irony of being told this about his wife--when, while he was most recently with her, she had not even responded to being kissed.)
"...Since she knew the general direction you would be taking, we would have thought to find her either with you, or in the process of overtaking you. But as I was assigned to find you, while Vesta the leopardess and Snowpelt the dog followed Princess Angela, it was to our dismay that my route and theirs could be seen to diverge. I therefore implore Your Majesty to turn from your journey for the present, and help look for your espoused wife."
Edmund knew that, under Aslan and Aslan's justice, he could have no higher priority than the well-being of his wife, even if she did have coldly unaffectionate moods. He turned his horse Phillip around, even as Phillip was remarking, "Sultan is a good steed for night travel: very careful about his footing. If the Princess-Consort felt the need to sally forth in the dark, she at least chose the right horse for it." Soon Edmund and Yarkisoth were on their way to find the place where Vesta and Snowpelt had first noticeably veered away from Edmund's course; from there, they would overtake the leopardess and the terrier, and there would be _four_ talking animals and a King searching for the missing Angela.
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Edmund had not yet retraced the recent journey quite as far as the Swerving Swan, when he heard the voice of the male hawk Yarkisoth calling to him: "Your Majesty, Edmund the Just! King Edmund, are you down there?"
"Yes, it's me! "Edmund called back. "Here, I'll hold up my right arm for you."
The tiercel hawk perched as invited, and got to business: "Your Majesty, not long after you left, Princess-Consort Angela, without consulting anyone, suddenly left also! It was determined that no one took her by force; she rode out on Sultan. The most logical supposition was that she had decided she no longer wanted to be apart from you..."
(Edmund kept to himself the irony of being told this about his wife--when, while he was most recently with her, she had not even responded to being kissed.)
"...Since she knew the general direction you would be taking, we would have thought to find her either with you, or in the process of overtaking you. But as I was assigned to find you, while Vesta the leopardess and Snowpelt the dog followed Princess Angela, it was to our dismay that my route and theirs could be seen to diverge. I therefore implore Your Majesty to turn from your journey for the present, and help look for your espoused wife."
Edmund knew that, under Aslan and Aslan's justice, he could have no higher priority than the well-being of his wife, even if she did have coldly unaffectionate moods. He turned his horse Phillip around, even as Phillip was remarking, "Sultan is a good steed for night travel: very careful about his footing. If the Princess-Consort felt the need to sally forth in the dark, she at least chose the right horse for it." Soon Edmund and Yarkisoth were on their way to find the place where Vesta and Snowpelt had first noticeably veered away from Edmund's course; from there, they would overtake the leopardess and the terrier, and there would be _four_ talking animals and a King searching for the missing Angela.