Thread: Queen, Lover, Bitch. (PsionicCuttlefish and MacaronMaven)

Morthain guided Kaveri, pointing out which directions she should steer the horse at what times. He took them off the road several times, cutting through the trees and following hunting trails rather than the main roads. They crossed a bridge over a small river at one point. As they went on, Morthain got more and more lethargic in his directions, until he indicated to Kenaiwan that he could take the lead now they were on the best path Morthain could get them on, all Kenaiwan had to do was keep heading in an eastward direction. And so, Morthain nodded off into an unsteady, but still restful sleep, for a soldier at least. His arms held onto Kaevri's waist, as firmly as he dared and in the least inappropriate way he could manage. But even after travelling for awhile, he was still able to respond to his name when it was said. Mph. What? Huh? He said, his eyes blinking open tiredly as he looks around and at Kaevri, taking only a moment to process what she said. Uhh... He shook his head to clear it and try and get his bearing as he started absorbing details from his surroundings. The thing that immediately sent alarm bells off in his head was how the horses were starting to nicker and act jittery. Wait. Stop. Whoa, whoa, easy there. He said quietly, while trying to get Kenaiwan's attention just in front of them while getting both horses stopped. Once they had come to a halt, Morthain instructed in a hushed voice for everything to be quiet for a moment. He closed his eyes, listening to the sounds of the woods around them, noting which sounds were there...and which ones weren't . Suddenly, Morthain turned his torso almost all the way around to look behind them. He squinted into the darkness, then turned his head to look in another direction, then another, then he turned to look on the other side...and then he looked ahead. In the light of the half-moon, with his face just inches from hers, Kaevri could see how he focused his eyes off into the distance...and how his eyes suddenly snapped wide open and completely alert in stark alarm, as he said the two worst words that could be said in the situation. Oh, no. Immediately, Morthain reached forward around Kaevri and grabbed the reins out of her hands, and shouted out loud, shattering the silence of the night. GO! HYAH, HYAH, HYAH, RUN! He furiously kicked into the flanks of the horse they rode to make it bolt forward, as just after Morthain started shouting... dozens of shrill, wolf-like howls pierced the air like razors, from all directions in the woods. THIS WAY, M'LORD, FOLLOW ME! He shouted to Kenaiwan as he brought his and Kaevri's horse abreast with the king's, while he held the queen steady against his chest between his arms as he lashed the reins of the horse. As the two horses began to gallop through the woods...the king and queen could see flashes of grey and black, flitting through the trees around them, trying to keep up. Morthain's head snapped back and forth in all directions, looking everywhere in a split second to spot where the enemies were, and what avenues of escape existed. Adrenaline flooded the knight, bringing him back to almost-full awareness despite his lack of sleep...and he recognized the pattern of the chasing Llarrl. They were trying to box the fleeing horses in, like they were guiding them...or hearding them. Ambush ahead! M'lord, we have to break through our pursuers together! Hard left, on my mark! He shouted to Kenaiwan on their side, while he counted the passing trees and the sightings of the grey blurs, without waiting for an acknowledgement. In a combat situation, orders were reflexively assumed to be obeyed. Three...two...one...MARK! Morthain then tilted his body and jerked hard on the reins, barely keeping both himself and Kaevri on the horse's back as it suddenly darted to the side. Morthain was counting on the king and his horse doing the same the two had a decent chance of breaking through the more-fragile-than-it-seemed Llarrl box, but a single horse had much less of a chance...