@Tempo
Morgana had just arrived at the borders of BlackFeather Woods. She stopped to look at the dark woods, which was her home. Throughout her journey home, she had the strangest feeling she was being followed. She stood absolutely still as she listened. She heard the wind, all natural sounds. And then she heard a snap. She whipped her head around only to see the most unlikely suspect behind her.
Tempo smiled sheepishly as aMorgana whipped around and staed at him. "H-hi Morgana" he said softly. "I really like the way you smelled, so I followed you!" He said proudly. Once again, he thought about how pretty she looked. Tail wagging, he approached her.
On instinct and with a little fury, she swiped a heavy paw at Tempo's head. Halfly, she didn't register what she was doing. But she felt the fury.
Tempo had barely any time to whimper in shock before the heavy paw caught him on the side of his head. He flew sideways, his skull connecting with the rocky ground with a crack the echoed around the clearing. His eyes glazed over, and faded into darkness.
Morgana staggered back, half in shock of what she had done. She ran over to Tempo who wasn't moving. She whimpered softly. What had she DONE??!!! She licked his muzzle in attempt to wake him. She could hear his soft breaths , signalling he was still alive. All she could remember was the fury, the anger. She couldn't explain it. She paced around, not knowing what to do. She tried to move him, tugging him behind a bush. But he was big in size, so it was hard to even move him an inch. For a few minutes, she layed down beside him. How could she explain this when he woke up?
Silence. Blank.
The wolf stirred, groaning. The same questions raced through his mind. What? Who? Where? He blinked open his eyes, the world slowly coming into focus. A black wolf paced before him, he struggled to remeber, to know. But his mind was as blank as his eyes.
He struggled to a sitting position, eyes wide. "Who am I? Who are you? Where are we?" Questions flowed of his tongue, but he strangely felt connected to this female. He couldn't explain it.
Tempo wa waking up. Oh shit. Do you know who I am? Morgana asked. Do you know who you are? , Morgana fired questions anxiously. She stared into his eyes. He had no idea. She grasped the opportunity as quickly as it came. I am your mate, Morgana said. It was a straight up lie. We were running when you tripped and bashed your head on that tree, Morgana lied again.
Tempo sighed in relief. "Then you'll help me right?" He asked anxiously. Whining, he ran toward her and pressed himself against her fur. He licked her cheek, the touch calming him. "Whats my name? Who am am I? Who are you?" He tried his best not to panic, gazing around the clearing, eyes taking in everything.
He felt like just a shell, a body. Filking himself with thought, memories and images was top priority right now. At least he knew he had a mate to help him.
Of course I will help you, Morgana smiled sweetly. I am Morgana, you are..., she paused for a mere second before blurting out, ...Titan! We are in Blackfeather Woods. You are a
Lone Wolf. Lie after lie, she thought to herself. Now she would have to get used to it. Come, let's get you to the den, Morgana said sweetly.
Titan followed Morgana meekly, still reeling from shock. He told himself that he loved this fae, and the way she cared, it was easy to belive. He felt more complete with a name, more secure. He kept his eyes on the girl, refusing to show weakness again. He was strong, he was Titan.
We arrived at the cave I had been sleeping in the last few days. It had enough room for two wolves. Just barely. I could tell Tempo..no..Titan was still shaken up. To be honest, I was feeling a little guilty, but pushed such thoughts behind. He was mine now. I waited for him to enter before I. He layed down in the back of the cave. I layed down beside him. Quite close.
But not close enough. Titan silently reaced out a limb and pulled her closer to his huge frame. He muzzled her forehead, enjoying the feeling of something to wrap himself around. In this state of confusion and uncertainty, something solid certainly was comforting to the large male. He felt as if he were drowning in a huge sea, until Morgana pulled him out of the waves and comforted him. So in the small den, he kept her closer.
Morgana was aware of Titans intentions. However, she knew he felt more strongly towards her than she did to him. She didn't know what her next move was. Maybe train him to think like she did? Turn him into some one worthy of being in BFW? She wasn't sure. She let him pull her closer to her. Soon he fell asleep but Morgana was wide awake.