[that seals it. it's him. this feather-brained fool is actually him, and morga doesn't know if she should be relieved or more angry. so, she settles for both. her lip curls back in a snarl and she removes her foot, raises the spear as if to strike...
only to pivot on her heel and throw it with enough force to embed it into the trunk of a tree with a guttural yell. the birds go silent, and for a good long minute the sound of their breathing is the only thing this forest hears. sometime during this, morga starts to pace to and fro. when she'd gone into these woods, this isn't what she expected. she expected... a bear or something, not...
not whatever this is.
his words echo in her ears, and each time it brings up a new hurt. she doesn't need protection. she doesn't deserve it, not after everything in her life. not when she couldn't protect her own family. her husband. her son. her clan — she was the last of the scourge, but that didn't mean she was so weak that she needed protection. it was her generation's job to protect them, not the other way around.
she can't think straight, so she just... picks a spot and starts from there.]
One. Don't you dare think about running away. I'll track you down and lash you to a tree if you try. Two. Don't ever tell me where I should and shouldn't be. Three. I don't de— need anyone to protect me! And if I did, where the hell were you?! You vanished without so much as a word!
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only to pivot on her heel and throw it with enough force to embed it into the trunk of a tree with a guttural yell. the birds go silent, and for a good long minute the sound of their breathing is the only thing this forest hears. sometime during this, morga starts to pace to and fro. when she'd gone into these woods, this isn't what she expected. she expected... a bear or something, not...
not whatever this is.
his words echo in her ears, and each time it brings up a new hurt. she doesn't need protection. she doesn't deserve it, not after everything in her life. not when she couldn't protect her own family. her husband. her son. her clan — she was the last of the scourge, but that didn't mean she was so weak that she needed protection. it was her generation's job to protect them, not the other way around.
she can't think straight, so she just... picks a spot and starts from there.]
One. Don't you dare think about running away. I'll track you down and lash you to a tree if you try. Two. Don't ever tell me where I should and shouldn't be. Three. I don't de— need anyone to protect me! And if I did, where the hell were you?! You vanished without so much as a word!