Aslan is very much faster than they are, but he occasionally almost lets them catch him, and now and then he chases back and tosses one or the other of them in the air, only to catch her and put her back on the grass and be off again.
When the sun is quite up Aslan stops abruptly to pounce on them and roll them over in a heap, and they feel just as one ought to in the bright morning, not the least bit hungry or thirsty or sleeplessly tired.
"And now," says Aslan, "I feel I am going to roar. You ought to put your fingers in your ears."
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Date: 2014-06-25 04:54 pm (UTC)When the sun is quite up Aslan stops abruptly to pounce on them and roll them over in a heap, and they feel just as one ought to in the bright morning, not the least bit hungry or thirsty or sleeplessly tired.
"And now," says Aslan, "I feel I am going to roar. You ought to put your fingers in your ears."