Haver, Emet, Hayyim, and Ha-or Tov joined in the search for statues. When it was finally over, they all congregated outside. Ha-or Tov squinted at the sunlight. "What's that?" he asked.

"Just the sun," Emet responded.

"Don't look at it," Haver warned, "You'll go blind again." Then he turned his attention back to what was happening at the gates. He wondered how they were going to get out, since the gates were locked. For that matter, he wondered, how did Aslan and the Daughters of Eve get in? However, he needn't have worried.

"Hi! You up there!" Aslan called to a giant in the crowd. "What's your name?"

"Giant Rumblebuffin, if it please your honor," the giant answered.

"Well then, Giant Rumblebuffin," said Aslan, "just let us out of this, will you?"

"Certainly, your honor. It will be a pleasure." The giant went to the gates, calling out a warning. "Stand well away from the gates, all you little 'uns." Then he started striking the gates with his club. After the gates the towers were knocked over. Then the air was filled with dust and the sound of crashing. When it all finally cleared, Haver could see that not only were the gates demolished, but a good portion of the wall that surrounded the castle was, as well.

They all ran out into the sunshine. After everyone got settled, they found the scent of the battle and raced to the scene. Haver, Emet, Ha-or Tov, and Hayyim all rode in a basket that had been found in the castle. It was hung by its handle on the club of Giant Rumblebuffin, which he carried over his shoulder. When they reached the battle, the giant removed the basket and set it down where it would be out of harm's way and then went charging into the fight. The four of them climbed out and sat on the ground. They just watched. It seemed like a matter of minutes before the battle was over. They had won. Then Aslan and the Daughter of Eve called Lucy set to work, healing the wounded and bringing the stone statues back to life.

Ha-or Tov, on the way to the battle, had swiveled his head all over the place as they had traveled. Now that everything was over, Ha-or Tov settled down so he could absorb all the colors he was for the first time seeing.

Emet was trying to sort out all the different sounds he was hearing. However, soon he realized he couldn't keep all the normal every day sounds in his head. He covered his ears with his paws.

"Don't worry," Haver said, "After a while you won't notice it anymore."

"But I want to hear it!" Emet protested. "All of it! I have to figure out what each thing means!"

Haver shrugged, "Suit yourself," he said. "It was easier keeping track of you two when you were deaf and Ha-or Tov was blind." Emet knew he was kidding when he said this.

Emet observed Haver, he who had once been called Avel, the mourner. He was changed, as if he were not the same creature. Before, his eyes had been perpetually downcast. It had made it difficult for Emet to read his lips. But now! Haver gazed peacefully about him. Sun shone on his fur. His lips curved in a slight smile.

Emet sat there and listened for a moment. Then he turned to Haver. "Is the air always like this?" he asked. "Always singing? So…full?"

"The noise, you mean?" Haver asked. "Yes. Every smell has a sound." Then Haver nudged Ha-or Tov, who was on his other side, including him in the discussion. "And every sound has a color."

Finally Aslan approached them. "Ready, now?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," the four of them chorused.

Even though it had been fun riding in the basket and being carried by a giant, the four of them decided to walk. There was no hurry now that the battle was over, and others that had ridden to the battle were now on foot. Haver, Emet, and Ha-or Tov found themselves near the lion that had been turned to stone. They found out his name was Zadok. They talked easily with him, and he seemed to enjoy their company. Hayyim was likewise engaged in talking with the faun Tumnus. For the two days of the walk from the battle ground to Cair Paravel, the cubs stayed with Zadok and Hayyim stayed with Tumnus. During those two days a hope began to rise in the children. A hope of having a family again.

At Cair Paravel, Tumnus finally asked Hayyim if he'd like Tumnus for a father. Hayyim was thrilled and quickly said yes.

Lucy was nearby and heard it all. She then went over to her brothers and sister and proposed an idea to them. They talked about it and quickly agreed. Then they made a decree saying that if there was an orphan in Narnia and an adult who wanted to take them in, it would become official by Adoption, which had not existed in Narnia before. Then, with much winking and private looks at each other they asked if there was any such potential parent-child pair that wished to come forwards to adopt each other. Instantly Hayyim grabbed Tumnus's hand and charged up front. Many of those gathered laughed. Even High King Peter had to stifle a smile as he performed the new ceremony. Then there came a whispering and a few minutes later Zadok came up with Haver, Emet, and Ha-or Tov and adopted them.

At long last, the orphans had what they had always wanted: family.