U&B Bloopers : False start

The first attempt of writing Unicorn and Her Boy was actually more in line with the movie, and actually was from Caspian's POW.
It was pretty nifty though, so I saved it up:

A boy was running through the woods.

He was exhausted. His breath was ragged and pain spiked through his side as if someone had stabbed him with a rusty nail. His wet clothes weighed him down, hitching on every branch and root of every tree.

He did not dare to stop. Somewhere behind him, in the darkness of the forest, barely lit by the pale moonlight other men were hunting him like hounds. Men in dark armor with crossbows in their hand, swords on their belt and a killing intent in their eyes.

Spurred by the last thought he ran faster.

It was a mistake. Something gave way under his foot, and he fell, tumbling downhill, scraping his skin raw on the jagged rocks of the slope. A cry of pain caught in his throat — he dared not make any more sound, lest he alert the hunters.

His hand touched upon a horn on his belt gingerly

Do not use it, except at your greatest need, his mentor had told him when he had given it to him.

Perhaps it was not yet time. Perhaps the hunters would not find him in the dark woods where creatures from legends and nightmares lurked.

He breathed slowly, listening to the darkness around. A snap of the twig somewhere, like it would break under a heavy iron-clad boot. A flutter of wings - maybe a bird scared by the hunters. A movement somewhere in the corner of the eyes - a gust of wind, or an enemy sneaking to a better position.

Hi grip tightened on a horn, untying it it from his belt. Slowly he felt his way in the darkness.

Another sound was the final straw - not waiting for the steel to rip into his flesh he took the horn to his lips and a loud, clear sound of the horn ripped apart the heavy silence of the woods, echoing through the air, and a second later something hit him in the head and the darkness engulfed and swallowed him whole.

***

“For the last time, nopony is going to kill anypony!” a high-pitched female voice shouted out in exasperation.

His consciousness returned slowly to him, like a coast released in the retreating tide, each second marked by a wave of pain and nausea.

“And I just bandaged his head. It would be like murdering a guest.”, a much lower voice agreed.

He was in some kind of a windowless room, in an underground burrow of some sort. Grabbing onto a tree root growing out of the room’s ceiling he tried to stand up.

“Oh I’m sure his friends are treating their guest just as well as we do!” a third voice chimed in, it’s sarcasm drilling into boy’s throbbing head like a pick-axe.

Finally staggering on his feet, the boy tried to sneak to the entrance of the room, and took a peek through the door..

What he saw there was surreal by any standards:
A badger, a dwarf and an orange four-foot-tall unicorn were eating soup.
He blinked, and touched his head recoiling at the sting of the pain from the wound,and looked again.
A badger, a dwarf and an orange, four-foot-tall unicorn were eating soup.

“That is some excellent soup, Mr Badger”, the unicorn noted politely, in an effort to change the topic of conversation.

“Why, thank you Miss Shimmer. It was nothing”.

“Yeah, right. You were hovering over that pot for most of the morning” the dwarf said grumpily.

The prisoner tensed. He took several quick deep breaths, trying to chase away the dizziness and the weakness and pushed himself off a floor. His long legs covered the next room in long strides, and he could almost touch the door to the outside when suddenly an cyan glow engulfed him, and his feet have lifted off the floor.

“Let me go!” He struggled helplessly in the air, as the strange creatures surrounded him.

“We should get rid of him” dwarf repeated resignedly, “he’s a telmarine soldier!”

“I am not a soldier” The boy pleaded. “I am Prince Caspian. The tenth”

Sunset paused her story.

“That was the first human I saw. He was tall, twice as tall as me, muscular but lean, with wavy dark hair and piercing brown eyes. Even afraid he was still trying to maintain his dignity and politeness…”

“Nopony is killing anypony here” the unicorn repeated again.

Her horn stopped glowing as she lowered him gently to the ground, and stretched her delicate hoof towards him.

“My name is Sunset Shimmer.” she introduced herself. “That there is Trufflehunter, and Nikabrik.”

He grabbed her hoof in his hand and shook it gingerly. It was warm and surprisingly soft.

“You’re Narnians! I thought you were all extinct.”

“Correction” Sunset raised her hoof “They’re Narnians. I am definitely not local, and I still” she gave the dwarf a piercing gaze, “Have no idea how I ended up here.”