Drowning {Morrigan}

[Wraith]

The more time that was spent in the secluded caverns the more Wraith became bored and irritated. She knew that the time of her departure was right around the corner and she hated the suspense, the waiting game. She didn't want to leave her sister but she knew that she didn't have much of an option when it came to this particular subject. As the days passed she became more grouchy, her pent up anger boiling beneath the surface of her emotionless little face. It was unnatural for such a young pup to feel such hatred but it seemed that that was all that Wraith felt. She knew very little about her father except for the coloring of his fur and her mother had indicated no desire of telling her any more about him. It was disconcerting. Her auds pinned against her skull as she glanced over at Banshee and Xena. They had already bedded down for the night and she was supposed to be joining them but she chose otherwise. She glanced over her shoulder one last time before darting towards the entrance of the caverns. Her mind was set, she was going to go on a good long walk tonight. It was just dusk when she left the caverns so by the time she got quite a bit of distance between her and the dens it was practically dark. Wraith had no clue as to where she was headed, she had never wandered out this far but on this day she didn't particularly care. Wraith just wanted to escape, forever. She would be leaving soon enough and her mother would never have to worry about her again. It was clear that she was a burden to her anyways. A low growl escaped her chasms as she continued forward, what was wrong with her? Why was Banshee not being sent away? It's because you are smaller. Useless. The voice in her head sneered and she felt the hackles rise along her back. Size didn't matter. She would prove that to everyone who doubted her. Wraith halted in her tracks when the sound of rushing water reached her auds. It was the first time that she had been anywhere near the falls and she was intrigued by the sound. She crept closer, completely unaware of how close to the water's edge she was. Her small paws dug into the soft grass until her feet no longer touched the ground. A startled yelp escaped her maw as she was suddenly plunging into the depths of the water. It was freezing cold and wrapped around her, pulling her down further and further from the surface. She was choking, she couldn't breathe. You're going to die. The voice in her head whispered and she sputtered, bubbles emerging from her maw and floating up to the surface of the water. She was drifting down further and further despite her efforts of kicking her small legs. This was it. She would die here and her mother and sister would never know. They would never come searching for her, they would finally be freed of their burden. Soon, her eyes drifted close. The water enveloping her completely as she began to lose consciousness.

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notes: so I decided to throw Wraith in here for ya, hopefully Morri doesn't mind getting wet xD

tagged: @morrigan

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music: Talkin Body - Tove Lo

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status: complete.

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Morrigan knew she would be in trouble if she was discovered missing from the brood. She was not certain what the consequences would be, only that there would be a price to pay – if she got caught. But Morrigan did not intend to be gone for long. Besides, she was far from being a baby now, and she seemed to grow taller, more muscular, with each passing day. The daytime she spent lingering in the shade, trying to escape the merciless summer heat that seemed unbearable due to her dark pelt. Tonight, the moon was absent from the deep indigo sky as the night pressed on, and the perfume of night-blooming jasmines was intoxicating. Everything about that moment was beautiful, the world of Kairos, her prison-like home, all hidden away until the sun crept back up in the eastern horizon. Up above, there was nothing but sky and stars – too many stars to ever count, arranged in curious shapes. There was an enormous arch in the sky made up of stars, twinkling and seemingly alive, but very, very far away. Always far away. Even if it was only for a few minutes, Morrigan relished the silence and the solitude of the moment, as if it was only Morrigan and the thousands of stars that watched over her silently. She had always loved the nighttime.

Now, however, she knew it was time to return to her siblings and her mother, still sleeping soundly. The boys were growing as well, and she saw them less, but the waking hours were never lacking when it came to pups and adolescents. Morrigan knew them all, knew each name, but she wasn’t especially close to the entire group she had been born into – siblings, half-siblings, and the children of a long departed Kairos General. She walked along sullenly as she angled herself back toward the cave, resigned to another night spent amongst the snoring and sound from her sleeping siblings.

Suddenly, the still of the night was broken, disturbed by an unusual sound that pulled Morrigan’s attention away from her intended destination. The sound of the other’s cry caused the dark fae’s wolves to perk, angling toward the source of the sound. Closer to the river, it sounded as if someone was swimming, the sound of splashing even louder than the steady flow of the waterfall. There was nothing strange about swimming in the river…. Except that no one ever went swimming at night. The mothers said it was dangerous, and Morrigan had long ago conceded that the idea was probably a bad one. Still, her curiosity and intuition veered her path in the direction of the water.

If not for the girl’s silver mask, Morrigan would not have seen her there, tiny form sinking like a stone toward the bottom. Steely blue orbs widened in shock, for a split second unable to process what exactly was happening right in front of her. But the dark body was slipping from view quickly, as if the night itself was swallowing the pup whole. Morrigan threw herself gracelessly into the water, the cold liquid offering a shock to her system. The night air seeped into her lungs in a sharp gasp before her ears vanished beneath the water – but she couldn’t see, and the more she tried to reach for the younger pup, the harder it seemed to sink any closer. She could just barely detect the hint of yellow before that disappeared as well.

Her eyes squinted against the water as her forepaws paddled wildly toward the depths. It was mere seconds that felt like hours before she felt Wraith, and she grasped the runt by any fur she could grab in her teeth, pulling roughly. Now, Morrigan was not certain that she could save herself, let alone both of them, but her body twisted wildly in the water until she could feel the warmth of the summer air upon her back.

In spite of the size difference between the females, it took some effort to pull Wraith onto the shore again. She could taste the metallic hint of blood on her tongue, but did not bother to stop and see where she had grasped the drowning girls. On the bank, Morrigan breaths came in shallow gasps as she pawed frantically at the small, dark, unmoving form. She shoved the pup with her muzzle, attempting to rouse her. It appeared as if the little black wolf was sleeping, peaceful, in a way. Morrigan felt her senses growing dim as the gravity of the situation threatened to overwhelm her. Xena’s little pup was too young to die. ”Wraith!” Her voice was shrill with panic, but little more than a breathless whisper. ”Wraith! Do you hear me?”

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