Hello Narnia fans,
I thought that Maugrim's death in the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe was very significant, and while I'm NOT bringing him back to life, I came up with a thrilling story that takes place after the big war. I do not own Narnia just a few Oc's and the story plot. Please read and enjoy.
Thank you,

Prologue...

Maugrim, faithful servant of the White Queen and captain of the Secret Police, was dead.

With one fatal leap, he had lunged himself directly into the waiting blade of the young King Peter's shaking hands.

For many years, Maugrim and his pack had patrolled the land of Narnia, encouraging submission and loyalty from all creatures to the rulership of Jadis. Now, following the return of the foretold kings and queens, he had perished.

What a disgraceful way to die for a wolf of such reputation.

This was the first thought which Shredla had had after receiving the dreadful news of her mate's unfortunate death.

Upon being firstly grieved and sorrowful at this unexpected turn of events, fury and anger had slowly boiled inside her, directed undyingly towards the sniveling Sir Peter Wolfsbane.

"It was bound to nip him in the tail at some point," snorted the deceased captain's own father, Flatfoot. "Working for that White Queen so fervently was a perfect waist of his talents," he huffed.

Needless to say, the very old wolf had never much agreed with Maugrim's service to Jadis and her witch powers.

"Quiet!" Shredla yapped, turning her bared teeth at the annoying old coot.

She had always despised Flatfoot, but he was now one of the last sources of protection she had on her disposal to watch over her and her final litter.

With Maugrim killed, that meant the three pups napping inside the dark, warm den were the last of his bloodline.

At this fact, an idea of revenge sparked to life within Shredla's mind.

The young aspiring King Peter would die one day at the claws of Maugrim's offspring. Only after the young human was dead, would Shredla's malice be appeased and honor be restored to Maugrim's blood line. But her scheme would have to wait... A battle was brewing.

The White Queen's army was going to meet Aslan and his followers head on in less than a week. All the other members of the pack were going to war, in a brave act of loyalty to their murdered captain, and for the Witch Queen, who would skin them alive if they ran away now...

...

Before the week ended, the battle was over and the White Queen's icy reign over the realm of Narnia had ended with it.

Aslan had come to the four children's rescue, and after achieving victory, King Peter, along with his three siblings, had assumed the throne and began their peaceful rule over all creatures living within Narnia's boarders.

Every soldier fighting for the evil Queen had been destroyed or imprisoned, including all of Maugrim's police force.

The prophecy had come true, and Aslan had restored the land to its rightful order.

Everyone was happy and content, except, for a certain she-wolf and three fatherless pups...

So, with the scene set, my first chapter will be posted tomorrow so check back in soon. Chapters will be longer in length than this prolouge and I update often. Meanwhile, feel free to check out my other fanfic stories!

-Stokin D Embers