Aslan jumped off the boat onto the solid ground of Galma, the almost isolated island to the east of the main shore of Narnia. The boatman had been kind enough to give him passage as it had been far to long since his last visit to the island. Aslan had been rather preocupied of late with the return of the four humans to Narnia and a change in the earth of the land which Aslan himself had help bring into being. He looked around, busy little port town, just as he remembered. He turned to the boatman who was unloading his stock onto a waiting horse. One of the ones blessed with the power of speech which was sure to give him hassles when the boatman started with the fish.
"Thank you for giving me passage," He said kindly.
"No problem, Lord Aslan. Any time." The man replied.
The horse snorted. "If only he gave me the same respect."
Aslan chuckled to himself. "Maybe he just might."
The horse didn't know what to make of this, for it was often told that Aslans voice was that of prophesy.

Aslan walked away from the water that was lapping on the rocks and towards the town.
"At least I didn't ahve to swim," He joked to himself. He liked the water, to sit in it and feel it against his fur on a hot day, but swimming and bathing (if he ever needed such a thing) was something else entirely. As Aslan headed into the small and busy town he noticed many familar faces from his last visit here. They waved or said hello and Aslan either nodded or replied. They all gave him space to move through the crowd. A couple of eager young puppies came rushing up to him. Black coats with brown paws, snouts and stomichs and floppy ears, they were quite cute. Their mother was coming up a hundred meters away. They ahd obviously given her the slip.
"Aslan! Aslan!" One Puppy called eagerly. The other one was bouncing as he rushed up to teh great lion.

Aslan chuckled at the young ones eagerness.
"Aslan! Look!" The other pup said as he showed his brown tail, fluffy at the end. "I'm gonna grown up and be like you, Aslan!"
The other one, who Aslan determined to be younger squeled. "No Fair! I wanna be a lion!" The two began to wrestle on teh dirt. The mother had finally caught up to them.
"Now, now. Hu! Kej!" She said in her kind and mature voice, lower then what a usually female canines voice would be. "I am sorry for this, Aslan. They have been wanting to see you for a long time," She said. Aslan just smiled in his lion way.
"It is no problem," He said as he nudged the two pups apart with his paw. They sat on their hind quarters, ears floppy, tounges out and a look of playful satisfaction on their faces.
The mother urged the two pups on, obviously in a hurry to get to somewhere. Aslan moved on through the crowd again, looking for somewhere to possibly get a good meal.