Hurricane [Wolf]

[troy]

Morgana's hood rested on top of her head only just concealing her face. A low smile played on her lips as she walked threw Willowdale. She had just went and visited Morgause and was on her way back to Camelot. She had a horse waiting for her about two miles up the road. But Morgana didn't mind the walk. The small town was quiet for the most part except for of course the many noises coming from the tavern. She wasn't about to walk into that place though, she would rather not be seen away from Camelot this night. She had an odd feeling that if anyone knew that she was here it would get back to Merlin and he would start trailing her again. She prayed that she wouldn't have to hurt him again. And though he had survived the scorpions she was not in the mood to cause another trap for him. She had bigger fish to fry than Merlin Caradoc.

Morgana was very attentive until her thoughts where interrupted by the sound of a child whimpering. A young girl by the sound of it. Morgana's brow furrowed as she looked about. She couldn't decide which way the crying was coming from so she did the next best thing. She closed her eyes and let everything else except the child's cries fade away. She then knew it was coming somewhere from her left, but something was very shady as she looked down the dark alley. She could see the outline of the child in the corner huddled there. She couldn't resist the child though, no matter what her gut was telling her, her motherly instincts got the better of her and she easily strode down the alley and knelt before the child and tentatively touched the child's cheek. "Shh.." She soothed her voice kind and compassionate.

The child was in her arms instantly and she stroked the young child's back when she came to realize it wasn't a young girl but a young boy. She held him close but before she could ask the child what his name was the back of her cloak was seized and she was lifted from the ground. Her air was cut off before she felt herself slammed into the building which knocked the remaining air from her lungs. Her eyes where wide for only a brief moment before she glared at the man who was now holding a knife to her throat. She didn't flinch anymore and she willed her racing heart to slow down so she could breath again.

"Well now Tainan, what have you caught us?" The large man who held the knife to her throat asked the child.

The child Tainan gave Morgana a pathetic look of sadness and apology, but he stayed quiet and didn't answer the man. The man seemed to know that would happen and just shrugged as if the child had then been forgotten. Tainan looked no older than six years old and here he was with this man. Morgana's eyes narrowed darkly at the man who held her against the wall. "How cowardly to use a child to lure in a woman where you yourself could not." She said coldly as she looked at the man with her cold ice green eyes.

The man growled low in his throat and backhanded Morgana across the cheek. Morgana's head went to the side with the force of the blow but she didn't flinch away or whimper but instead turned those same cold green eyes back to him. Even the knife at her throat did nothing to make Morgana flinch away and blink anymore. Morgana was a fighter, and she would go down fighting, and though inwardly she was a bit worried about how she planned on getting out of this one but for the time being she would have to deal with the here and now and then worry about everything else later. For now all she had to worry about was the man who's anger she had caused and was now probably contemplating very painful things that he now wished to do to her.

[troy]

Morgana was utterly calm as the man and herself had a stare down even as she cold feel the bruising beginning in her cheek. That would be difficult to explain. She let out a sigh and was about to knee the man in the groin when she saw the child out of the corner of her eye he was indicating his left side. Morgana smiled darkly, the child truly was helping her. Apparently the mans left side was his weakness and Morgana was going to use that to her advantage. Morgana was a skilled fighter when it came down to exposing the weakness of her opponent. Whether it be by means of testing them or even better, watching them fight. She was good at what she did and even with the child watching her primary concern was to get him away from this man and into a good home where he would be loved and cared for.

Morgana's one weakness was her love of children. She would do anything to save a child even if it meant her own life. As she had proven with her helping of the druid boy Mordred. The thought of Mordred brought an even darker smile to her face which the man holding the knife to her throat noted. He raised a brow but before she could act, the man was pulled off of her by another man. Morgana raised a brow and cocked her hip out to the side as she crossed her arms over her chest and watched in interest as the two of them fought. Morgana smirked lightly when she watched her "savior" become wounded and she felt compelled to clap for her captor. Its what the fool got for trying to save her. Morgana wasn't some damsel in distress, she could take care of herself.

Morgana felt no compassion or pity for her "savior." And she wouldn't, her concern was the child. She would be well on her way to Camelot right now had she not stopped to find the child. Morgana frowned lightly as the battle died down and it appeared that her "savior" was the winner and had actually come out alive. She sighed and rubbed her forehead but was brought out of her revelry when she heard the mans voice, but he wasn't speaking to her he was talking to the child. Once Tainan ran off Morgana glared hatefully at the man. Now she would have to go find the child again the idiot! Had he no sense? Why in the world would she be in an alley by herself except for the child? Apparently this man had no brain and so she felt no respect for him even if he had come out alive against her burly captor.

"Foolish moron." She said as she pushed her hood off her head and then turned and walked out of the alley and looked around for the child. Yet she could not see him. She scowled darkly and then nibbled on her lower lip before turning back to face the alley. "You scared him off, now you best darn well help me find him." She said coldly her bright green eyes shooting daggers at the man as if he was the lowliest thing in the world. His devilish good looks did nothing to sway her. She saw good looking men on a daily basis. The only thing was. Was that she knew she was beautiful and men didn't have as good self control as she did. Morgana had been trained with Morgause for a year, of course she would be much better at this sort of thing than any ignorant fool who thought he could play the knight in shining armor and win her heart. That was the problem when your heart was a block of ice.