The Wolf and the Witch (reserved)

[ERedBoyd]

Anton did something unexpected of himself. The wolf inside made it happen. He dropped the bread, then snatched her wrists up and pinned them over her head to the trunk of the tree, crossed at the wrists. He pulled her just tall enough to make her lift up to the balls of her feet as she glared up at him! There was no hiding a desire to claim her. There was no other pretense in this action other than, 'You belong to me... now'.

As they stared at each other once more, her chest heaving hard, pressing into his chest, his own hard scarred body pressing right back onto her, said, "You are going to become like me." He took his free hand and gently moved it to her neck, putting slight pressure on her throat. She couldn't hurt him with her magic anymore and his need to protect her would prevent him from hurting her as well.

He stared at her a long moment and said, "When the moon is full, your body is going to transform into wolf, like me. You are going to feel more pain than you have ever felt in your entire existence the first time. It doesn't hurt as much afterward the first change. You are going to be more animal than woman. You are going to hunt for me and alongside me. You are going to be hunted by my brother and his posse and all the other wolf hunters in this cursed land. However, you are going to see more than you have ever seen, smell more than you have ever smelled and hear more than you have ever heard. Your skin is going to be more sensitive than you could ever have imagined and every taste you have will be brighter and more vibrant than you have ever had. Being like me is a curse, but it is a blessing too. You will be stronger and faster than any human and yet hated and despised by all."

He gently let her wrists and neck go and lowered his eyes. He said, "You have three roads before you." He stepped back from her, desperate to keep that wolf in check. He said, "First, you can end your life. Avoid the pain and suffering you will soon feel. If you want to take that option, it is easier to do it now before the wolf takes over... Some call it the coward's way out. Those that do have no idea what you are going to go through for if they did, they would call this option a mercy."

Anton looked up at her and said, "Second, you can accept what is about to happen to you. Accept the power, the pain, the glories and the horrors you will be forced to endure. I don't know how this will apply with your powers you already have. To the best of my knowledge, no one has been a witch AND a werewolf. You may become more superior than all of the rest or suffer more than any of us."

He hesitated a moment and then looked back at her as she lowered her arms and rubbed her wrists and said, "Or you can find another witch who knows your ritual to take your place. I surrender to them so they can perform their ritual to strip the werewolf from man while you stay hidden and safe. This spell would also apply to you too and the wolf could be removed from you." God his need to mate her was so strong... his bulge in his pants was undeniable, the sweat on his brow very noticeable...

 

[sweetlilith]

Lillian took in a sharp breath when Anton pinned her against the tree. The bark scratched against her wrists and hands, and the arches of her feet threatened to cramp from him pulling her up to stand nearly on her toes. She swallowed as he pressed a hand to her throat, but kept her gaze locked with his. She stayed quiet as he explained what she would go through, what she would feel, how she would be hunted, hated. That last one wasn’t so foreign.

Her body mourned the loss of his pressing her against the tree. Still, she listened. She could end her life, accept that she had the blood of the wolf running through her veins, or try to find another witch to take her place so she could hide during the full moon and hope the spell would work. And Anton would still help them, offering himself as tribute. After everything, he was still willing to help. Either he felt guilty or he was desperate, and she was fairly certain it was the latter.

She couldn’t think straight. Pure, carnal desire coursed through Lillian. Desire for him. She grabbed him by the shirt again and pulled him back against her, crashing her mouth into his. She could sense he felt the same need, swear she could nearly smell it. But she could most certainly feel it, his hard length pressing against her leg. She arched against him, fingers gripping into his hair, tongue finding his.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Whatever resistance he had attempted to do before melted away like fog on a sunny morning! He felt his hands grabbing at her vest, tearing it off her and tossing it behind them. He started untucking her white tunic! He felt her hands on him, tearing at his own clothes as well! He felt his feet pushing off his own boots and him unlacing her pants! The wolf was coming out now and he couldn't stop it!

He couldn't even wait till he had gotten her clothes off before he spun her to face the tree, bent her towards the trunk and then he thrust his cock deep into her! He watched her hands as she pushed onto him as he thrust over and over into her! His mind was empty. Rational thought was gone! This was his mate and he would bond her now! He felt his cock swelling thicker inside her as his shaft pounded into her again and again. His hands reached around, grabbing at her breasts, pulling on her nipples as he leaned in and kissed her mouth hard!

Their tongues sparred back and forth as their mouths locked and his cock filled her womb!! He began to grunt as he felt his own control starting to slip! He wanted to slow down a moment, the rational trying to infringe on the animal! The rational lost though as his control went over the edge and he felt his cock grow, then recede but a scant moment, then explode with his cum deep inside her! His shaft pulsed in waves again and again, hot creamy seed burning into her!

The animal was not satisfied though.. not even by a long shot and he was going to claim his mate no matter what else he did this day!

 

[sweetlilith]

Lillian gripped the tree as he forced himself inside her. His fingers bit into her hips, bringing her hard back against his hips as he pounded into her. She turned her head as he leaned over her, and his mouth claimed hers, his hands grabbing at her chest. She gasped and moaned against Anton’s lips as he pulled at her nipples, and she clenched around his cock, right on the edge of release. Then she came undone.

Her breath came in heavy inhales and exhales as he stilled behind her, though he still held on to her. She knew this was not over. It wasn’t enough, it would never be enough. How could she hate someone and need someone so much at the same time? The witch turned to face him fully again, a hand at the back of his head pulling his mouth to hers once more. She needed him to claim her in every way possible. She kicked her boots off and worked her pants the rest of the way down her legs.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton watched as she peeled off the rest of her clothes and mirrored himself doing the same. It wouldn't take long before boots and stockings and small clothes laying scattered about! She walked towards him causing him a moment of being startled! usually, they would run from him, not to him. This caused him to step back once, his naked foot catching his boot, causing him to slip and fall back onto his ass!

His eyes looked up at her as she straddled down on him as he sat back up and found himself with his back against that boulder once more. He felt her reach down to his cock and slide it into her once more! The moment he grew warm and wet inside her, he felt his startling fade and his hunger begin. What he didn't expect though was when she slapped him across the face!

He froze in place and slowly moved his eyes up with anger to hers. He could see the conflict inside her own eyes towards him and he knew deep down it was warranted, but as she raised her hand in anger once more, he grabbed both of them at the wrist and pushed them behind her, locking them tight with one of his own large hands! He growled, "Do NOT hit me again!"

Anton clamped onto her ass with his free hand and started grinding her onto him hard and fast! Her breasts bounced and leapt with each jerk and twitch, causing his eyes to lock on them hungrily! He smiled as she twists her arms free though and grabbed at his own, intertwining his fingers into hers... struggling to control and power between them...

 

[sweetlilith]

Indignation flared with her desire, and she slapped him once she was fully seated. He stilled beneath her, and anger was ablaze in his eyes. God, she hated him, hated what he did, hated what it was making her do. He grabbed her hands before she could strike him again and trapped them behind her back in one hand, while the other urged her to move. Anton’s eyes devoured her as they seemed to find a rhythm, her bouncing over him and his hips coming up to meet hers.

She worked her wrists free and grabbed his hands, intertwining her fingers with his. His mouth was on her, roughly taking one of her nipples into his mouth. She gasped and panted, rolling her hips and grinding down against his, chasing that fire that was building inside of her. Anton moved, tipping her back to the ground, keeping his cock buried inside of her, her hands lock with his and pinning them to the forest floor.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton leaned back and watched her inner wolf taking over her body. He knew what that felt like. The rational mind basically shuts down in lieu for the carnal savage sexual pleasures of the body! Sexual desire was always the first layer that got cracked, particularly if the one they were fucking was the same one that turned them. There really is very little resistance to a mate who turns you.

He did nothing but sat still and let her animal desires roll out of her in waves! He smiled as she threw her head back and orgasmed so hard she screamed on! From a distance, it would be hard to tell if that scream had been in pain or in pleasures? He kept his eyes open and watching to make sure no one got too close to them. He was pretty deep in the woods so it was unlikely, but you never knew."

It was at the end of her second orgasm, if possible even more powerful than the first did she seem to collapse into his arms panting and gasping for air. He wrapped his arms around her and threw a cloak over both of them as his cock stayed hard and inside her. The animal was sated for the moment and the woman would return soon realizing her actions.

 

[sweetlilith]

It was like she was coming back to her body after an astral experience. Slowly she became more aware of his arms wrapped around her, body warm against her, hard length still inside her. A tear slid down her cheek as reality settled over her of what they had done, what she had done. She took a deep breath, trying to make sense of it all. This wasn’t her, losing all control and inhibitions, it was the wolf. “Is… Will this happen again?”

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton said nothing. No answer was required in truth for she already knew the answer. He just added, "It will be easier to control sometimes."

He watched her push back off his chest and lock her eyes on his, anger there. He said, "I am only going to say this one more time to you and then I will never say it again. From the deepest parts of my being, I am sorry for turning you like I did. I was told it took a bite in it's entirety for it to happen, not a couple of drops of blood. I regret it for the pain it caused you."

He watched her shift her head to one side and he watched her arms cross across her breasts. He noted his cock was still inside her though. He said, "There is something else that might interest you though."

As she looked back at him, he slid his cloak off him and laid it on the ground next to them, then rolled her onto it. He said, "My cock hasn't come out of you." He watched her eyes grow in recognition. The neck of his cock just below the head and swollen inside her like a wolf's would during mating. He gave his cock a tug to try and pull out but her body held it firm inside her. He said, "This dick won't come out till I am done with you." He shoved his dick deeper into her and while the neck held firm, the shaft within in pulsed back and forth. He said, "In this position, you have no choice but to wait for me to be done mating you... and during this time, I am thicker and longer and denser."

He pounded into her harder and harder, his cock refusing to give an inch as he fucked her senseless! He knew another orgasm would have to happen before his neck would shrink and he could leave her. He had just cum a little bit ago so the next one would take a little while...

 

[sweetlilith]

He was stuck? They had to mate? The information barely processed before Anton started moving, causing Lillian to cry out again. Each slap of his hips against her drew a gasping whimper. She gripped his arms and bit into his shoulder as the gasps morphed to moans to muffled screams.

"You're mine now… You belong to me," he growled out between gritted teeth.

Against rational thought, she nodded against his shoulder. She struggled with inter turmoil, not wanting to accept this fate, yet the wolf he'd placed inside her knew she belonged to him now.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton could sense her confusion at some of the things he was saying. As a matter a fact, he could feel more of her mind and thoughts than when she first arrived. He watched her struggling with the issue and fully understood it. When he was bitten, it was a wolf who had bitten him, and mated him... and her name was Lily. She had fled afterwards on her way to the new world and had tried to get him to come with her after the first change. Unfortunately, he didn't want to leave his brother behind. He would have been all alone in the world had he gone so he chose to stay.

He threw his head back once more and found his cock pulsing inside her, seed burning into her over ... and over. When he was done... his cock shrunk back down and slowly receded from her. He lay next to her on the cloak staring up at the stars. He held her in his arms as he said, "Are you going to be okay hun?"

 

[sweetlilith]

Lillian gave a single, harsh laugh at the question. “Do I really have a choice?” She remembered the three options he gave her, only two of them truly being viable. Either live with it, or fix it. She curled herself into him, the weight of her situation fully settling over her once more. He wasn’t necessarily the person she wanted comfort from at the moment, but if he was giving it freely, she would take it for the time being.

It dawned on her suddenly that earlier he said his brother would hunt her. Was it… “Is Ramor your brother?” she asked cautiously. The look he gave her was enough confirmation. Suddenly the anger and jealousy that rolled off of him in waves the night before made sense.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton sighed and looked down at her saying, "Yes. He is my older brother. After our parents died, he was stuck raising me in a cottage on the outskirts of town. He joined the military as a means to pay for the cottage and keep food on the table for me. I was a sickly kid and couldn't do much to help back then. The war got bad and there was a time I didn't hear from him for a long time. His famous siege as it was. During that time, the cottage was taken away and I lived on the streets. Then came the ... night I got bit."

He fell silent a minute hating to relive this. He said, "The bite healed all my weaknesses. Didn't need a walking sticks anymore, but it made me into the monster I am. I was alive and healthy and for the first time, not helpless... I did things I am not proud of and have spent years trying to fix them. My brother returned to the area as a war hero and put together a werewolf hunting band believing I had been killed by werewolves, not turned by them. When he learned the truth, I lost him forever."

Anton said, "Ramor is fond of you. Very fond. He is going to come for you... he will win." The last words were in a whisper, "But if he finds out what is happening to you, he will kill you without hesitation. My bother is a good man. A very good man... but he has a darkness inside him too."

He heard the sounds of a man and woman off in the woods some fair distance away. They yelled, "Lillian!!! Can you hear me?! Where are you?!?!"

Anton looked at you and said, "Seems like your ride has arrived."

 

[sweetlilith]

Shit.
The sun was just beginning to bring light to the sky, and her parents weren’t supposed to be up for another hour or so. They must have discovered her missing from her bed. If the young witch didn’t present herself soon, the whole town would be combing the forest. Ramor would be looking for her, putting both hers and Anton’s lives in more jeopardy than they already were.

Lillian scrambled to her feet and began gathering her clothing that had been tossed to the ground around them, and hurriedly dressed herself. She stopped after pulling her boots on, taking a deep breath and looking at him where he still sat on the ground, watching her. She knelt down and pressed her lips to his roughly for several seconds, and then ran off without a word. They’d find each other again soon enough.


“Darling, you know it isn’t safe to be out here on your own!” her mother breathed, wrapping Lillian in her arms tightly.

Her fathers voice came from behind her, “What were you thinking?!”

Lillian wrapped her arms around her mother and took a deep breath. Lavender, rosemary, sage. She always had an herbal scent to her, constantly concocting different teas and tinctures and potions with them. But the smell was so much stronger. It was the change. “I…” She couldn’t think of a good answer to the question. Fresh air? Meditation? “I wanted to watch the stars falling,” she tried, hoping feigning innocence may work as an albeit horrible excuse. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you.”

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton did nothing as she disappeared into the trees. As she left, he licked his upper lip where she had bitten through it. The thing a wolf does to her mate." His blood tasted sweet.

He got up, got dressed and headed out of the area back to his caves. He would know sooner or later what option she took so all he could do for now was wait...

~~~ Ramor ~~~

Argo walked over Ramor at the camp and said, "I think I got this thing fixed. Not sure what happened before. I couldn't find anything immediately wrong with it to be honest." He looked at his case in which held 6 vials of the green liquid RL-007. He said, "I must have have some kind of contamination in them. And look...." He picked up a second case and opened it and revealed gun like device and said, "I built the RL-Injector. Completely kinetically powered, Just pull the crank here back 12 cranks, load the vial, aim and fire." He picked it up and showed his leader.

Ramor smiled saying "Those all look great. Listen, I got to head back into town."

He turned and slip up onto his horse, Trigger. Argo as well as the rest of his team were looking at him. Some approvingly and some not. Argo smirked and said, "She is too good for you. You are the hero that saved the world... and trust me, you are still not good enough for her."

"Shut up." He turned his horse and headed back into town, hoping to get to spend a little more time with Lillian.

 

[sweetlilith]

"We still have three weeks till the next full moon. Three weeks for something to happen." Something had already happened, but she couldn't come forward. "Another attack, one of the others falls ill… We need all the help we can get," she urged. She needed to convince her mother that they needed to get a message out to their sisters in surrounding covens.

Before her mother could argue, the sound of a horse caught the attention of both women. Lillian peered out the window to see Ramor climbing off his horse. He was one of the last people she was wanting to see, but knew she couldn't completely avoid him for the following three weeks.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Ramor slid off his horse and was almost immediately met by the Mayor from the day before. He had a big smile on his face and said, "Ahh... Captain Lycon! What an honor it is to see you again. I presume you are calling to court on Lillian?"

"Actually, I am." Ramor said glancing up at one of the windows to see her mother looking down at him with an odd look on her face.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Dear boy I fear you made the journey for nothing. Lillian is not feeling well at the moment. We work this morning and found her bed empty. She apparently slept walked out into the woods. Dear girl has caught herself a cold because of it." The Mayor lied. Truth was, his wife told him to get rid of the Captain and he would obey, no matter how strange the reasons were. No matter if there was a reason provided or not. He always did what his wife would require of him.

"I see." He glanced back over and said, "Well that is most unfortunate. Would you tell her I came calling. We are going to be leaving town for a few days. We have figured out a new means to hunt werewolves and we are going out to test it tonight."

The Mayor glanced up at the brightening sky and saw a hint of the moon at waxing crescent moon and said, "It is not a full moon my boy. How are you going to hunt them down?"

He started to say something and then, casting one more glance to the house said, "Let's just say, this new phase of werewolf leaves a scent just as powerful in human form as in wolf form. It is better to catch them as human than as wolf would you not agree."

Her father smiled saying, "It would! I suspect they wouldn't even see it coming."

"Our intent sir. Well, I will take my leave of you. Bid Lillian a pleasant recovery sir." Ramor said before shaking his hand and then turning back to his horse and climbing back on.

"I bid you great success tonight Captain Lycon." The Mayor said waving his hand to him. He watched the Captain leave and after he turned the corner, turned and headed back into the house.

 

[sweetlilith]

"I am not ill!" Lillian hissed. Though with what has happened to her, maybe she should have been. "Why can I not see him?"

Alexandra stepped away from the window and eyed her daughter, who sat bound by some invisible force on a bed. "Because of what we are… What you are! Do you truly think he will be accepting of you being a witch?"

Even if he were accepting of her being a witch, he wouldn't be accepting of her changing thanks to his brother. Lillian sat silent, giving no answer, intently listening to the conversation below the window. They would be gone for several days. Hunting werewolves. Hunting Anton. Her stomach twisted. If she stayed home, she would be safe. If she managed to leave, she could warn Anton, maybe get to the next town over to speak with their coven, but she would also be hunted.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton dropped down to his knees, near the edge of the clearing along the babbling brook that covered the sounds of his panting and good steps. He kept an arrow notched in his bow and slowly pulled bow up and drew back. The sounds of those hounds were closing in once again and he was getting really tired of running. The brush began to rustle in a few places so he pulled taunt on the bowstring, lining the arrow with his eye and aimed at the brush.

The moment the first of the dogs burst through the brush at the spot he was aimed, he loosed! The dog howled in pain as the arrow buried itself deep into the animal! He quickly drew another arrow as the second dog burst out of the brush near where the first had and he loosed once more. The second dog met the same fate as the first. He smiled as he listened and heard no more animals. He did hear men screaming in the woods calling for the dogs.

Men had bows too. He retreated again deeper into the woods.

This had been the third time he had been flushed from his hiding spot since Lillian had left that morning. It seemed something different had happened and couldn't understand what. He raced through the woods deeper into underbrush before he found he secondary defense location he had spotted a few hours before. He threw his bow over his back and scrambled up one of the tallest sycamore trees he had ever seen. It didn't take long for him to disappear thoroughly through the coverage. He fell completely silent though he drew another arrow and set it loose on the bow, prepared to draw.

Without the dogs from Ramor's team now, it would be much more difficult to hunt him down. A part of him wanted to just run away and keep running. He still had about 3 weeks before the moon. But there was a big reason he couldn't leave and she was sitting in her home he hoped in town. He could feel the anxiety in her, the fear which she seemed to keep buried deep.

Lillian was in great danger. More danger that him. He had brought it to her accidentally. There was no way he would abandon her to her fate. He would stay close and return to town to check on her as soon as the coast was clear...

 

[sweetlilith]

"Your 'protecting' me is going to get me killed," she blurted out before realizing the words had slipped past her lips. Her mother faltered, the magical hold on the younger witch weakening, allowing her to break free and begin moving through the room, gathering things. "I need to go to Tannehill. Their coven is larger than ours. Even if they help from afar, they will give us enough strength to ensure the spell works." Even without her. "You've always told me to trust my intuition, and it has never failed me yet. It is telling me that we need more witches."

Truly, she wasn't sure what her heart was telling her to do. To run to Anton to warn him about the… Potion, for lack of better word, Argo had developed. To go to Tannehill in hopes that even a handful of their witches would help. To Ramor and allow him to keep warming that small bit of her heart she'd kept locked away from everyone else.

Lillian blocked the few attempts her mother tried to bind her. It wasn't something her mother was willing to admit yet, but Lillian had already grown stronger than her in the past year. "I'll be back in a few days." And she was out the front door.

Anton first. He'd been running, no doubt from Ramor's team. She could feel the anger and annoyance as he moved. She followed him, or what she could feel of him. While he more or less seemed to keep moving down the small creek that had broken from the main river, he kept changing directions. Lillian knew going to him was putting herself in danger. But she couldn't let Ramor kill his own flesh and blood, not when she was positive there was still an ounce of brotherly love there. Not when there was a chance Anton could be changed back. And if the spell didn't work, she needed Anton to survive. She couldn't go through this alone.

She paused, listening. Everything had gone still save for the breeze blowing through the trees and birds chirping and flying through the air. The dogs had stopped howling at least five minutes ago, but now the voices of the men had also stopped. Just as she was about to pull her bow from her back, a hand gripped her wrist, pulling her, another going over her mouth to stifle the scream she let out.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Ramor pulled Lillian back onto his body and then grunted as her elbow planted into his abdomen! He staggered back losing control a moment, giving Lillian enough time to spin around aim her bow at him! He threw his hands up saying, "Wait! It's just me. It's dangerous here..."

Waiting for her to relax her draw, he walked back up putting a finger to his lips indicating quiet. As he got closer, he said, "You need to leave. We have a werewolf up on the side of that hill. My team is slowly circling around him to cut him off. The fool killed two of my best dogs too. He is going to be caught and killed if it's the last thing I do. The important thing right now is, you need to head back down the hill back to safety. I would escort you down but I am holding a position as well and I have no one to replace me."

He kept scanning the side of the hill looking around and up into the trees. Wolves didn't like to climb but humans did.

 

[sweetlilith]

Lillian dropped her aim but kept the bow and arrow in her hands. She was not going back to Culdesac. “I don’t need your escort, I’ll be fine.” The words came out sharper than she intended, but still she continued down the trail. If all else, she needed to reach Tannehill. She couldn’t get to Anton, no matter how close he was at this point. And she wouldn’t lend herself to serving as a distraction when she herself was in imminent danger on two fronts.

Did Ramor know it was Anton they were hunting? His own brother?

The young witch shook the questions from her head, focusing on listening to her surroundings. She'd travelled these trails enough in the past with her father and trading and hunting trips.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Anton sat in one of the tries well hidden Ramor's men and planned on sitting it out and waiting. He could crawl down around dark after the hunters had left. However, he heard Lillian nearby! She was scolding someone it sounded. He crawled out on a branch to get a better look and saw her looking quite stern at Ramor. Perhaps she would choose him in the end afterall.

He saw her spin around and continue walking through the trails roughly parallel to the stream. He could sense her close. Sense her need and even her shame for last night. he had brought shame to her as well. He would kill himself if he thought it would help to rid her of this shame. Some hunters had this ridiculous notion that if you kill a werewolf that all the people that werewolf bit and those that bit still others and those still others would come out of the werewolf curse. Those fools did not realize it was not magic. It was something in the blood. It was a sickness.

He moved back to the tree itself as he gave one last glance to Ramor who studied her hard. He had pulled out a small book, opened in and pulled a pencil from behind his ear and scribbled something onto the paper. He had given him that book all those years ago before the army.

He wanted to chase her and keep her safe but Ramor clearly thought she was the one in danger from him so if he stayed put, he would stay with the chase and not seek her out. He stayed quiet and felt for her as she moved further and further away into the woods towards a nearby town.

 

[sweetlilith]

Lillian continued on her own, and minutes drifted into hours, as she followed the trail. It dawned on her; she was alone. Utterly alone. She hadn’t thought this plan through, she’d never made the trip on her own before. She’d always been with someone, at least her father. She breathed deeply. She had her bow, the short sword at her hip, hunting knife on the other. And above all else, she had her powers. She would be fine.

Tannehill was a little more than a day and a half away on foot, which meant she needed to find a place to sleep for the night, and soon with the sun setting and the woods quickly growing darker. She recognized small landmarks from times traveled before, and knew of a small, secluded area just off the trail she could rest. There was a gathering of several boulders, blocking off a small patch of dirt and crawling ground cover from the winds.

Having gathered a decent amount of dried fallen branches, she built a small fire. With nothing to distract her, Lillian began dwelling on the past several days’ events. Anger and vexation swelled in her chest again. At Anton. Her mother. The coven. Ramor. Herself. Frustrated tears stung her eyes as she stared at the small flames dancing in front of her. The fire in front of her exploded, flames shooting 15 feet in the air. As quickly as it grew, it died back down. The witch sighed and twirled a finger towards the fire, and the flames changed in color. Oranges and reds to pinks and greens, then to blues and purples. Her mouth turned up in the smallest of smiles, memories of when her mother would do this when she was a child, still naive to the power she held inside of her.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Night time had finally come and he had watched as Ramor and his team finally withdrew for the night. He could still feel Lillian off in the distance. He glanced up at the moon and saw it was still waning crescent which meant there was still two weeks till full moon. He knew she was going to need her more and more over the next few days.

He waited another hour before he finally crawled up into the tree further, then leapt across to another tree... and then another and another. He didn't want any tracks on the ground for a long spell. After a little tree to tree hopping, he climbed down and landed on the ground. He felt for her too. She was doing something though that seemed to make his sense of her fade. Could it be magic? Could Magic break that link or at least hide it?

He raced through the woods towards her and he could feel her sensing him. He would never surprise her or scare her again if he could help it. So when he broke through the small clearing where she had been playing with the fire, it was no surprise that her eyes were on him as much as his was on her. He said, "Are you well?"