Saving Morgana.

I woke just a few hours into the evening. Had Kilgharrah even noticed I was missing by now? I yawned and stretched out my stiff body. After my rest, I felt loads more refreshed and ready to explore again. I flew off from the branch ducking and diving under the branches of the tree.

I flew below a branch and something dropped on my head, I looked up. In the tree there was a squirrel, it was holding an acorn between its paws. It threw the acorn and it hit me on the head. I shook my head and bared my teeth at it, a growl rising in my throat. So that was what had hit me on the head. The squirrel had thrown an acorn at my head. I flew off, leaving the squirrel alone.

I carried on with my journey. I flew over a clearing in the forest, when I saw a young woman limping through the clearing. She looked injured; she was clutching her side, her fingers covered in blood. I swooped down lower to get a better view. She was wearing a black gown. She had raven black hair, pale skin, with high cheekbones and grey-blue eyes. I didn't know who she was but I could feel the power of magic emanating from her, deep inside me. So I knew she was a witch.

She collapsed, gasping for breath. I swooped down towards the ground. I couldn't just stand there and watch her die. It wasn't in my nature to watch someone suffer. As I drew nearer, I saw her eyes close and her breathing stopped. I had to hurry. I folded my wings into my side and plummeted towards the ground. Just before I was about to hit the ground, I stretched out my wings fully, catching a upward draft in my wings and flapping my wings gently, I fluttered down onto a rock, covered in moss, in front of her. I had been taught by Kilgharrah how to use our breath as a way of healing, so I used that. I breathed on her, her hair being whipped back from her face; small silver sparkles came out from my mouth with the cold draft of wind. The leaves on the floor by her flew up into the air on my breath. I stopped breathing on her, and watched.

Just when I started to think I was too late. Her eyelids fluttered and slowly opened. It had worked. She looked straight at me. I decided to do my cutest expression for her. So I tilted my head to one side, opening my eyes wide, stretching my wings out fully and chirped happily. She slowly raised herself up using one hand and stared at me. I leapt into the air and flew off, chirping. I could feel her eyes still on me. I had done it. I had done something good.

But she wasn't fully healed yet. I spotted a rabbit in the tall grass. 'That will be enough for her to eat.' I thought. I looked back over my shoulder at the clearing; she was still sat there, watching me. I swooped down silently, a deadly assassin in the air. I stretched out my talons and caught the rabbit between my talons. I flew back to her, clutching the rabbit in my talons. I dropped it in front of her and fluttered back to the rock. I tilted my head to the side again.

She looked back at me. Confusion and surprise still clear on her face. I nodded my head towards the rabbit, then nodded back up at her and mimed taking a bite out of it. She suddenly understood that I wanted her to eat it. She smiled gratefully. She waved her hand and a bunch of sticks flew through the air towards her and piled them on the ground. Her eyes flashed and the sticks were set on fire. She used the biggest one to spear the rabbit; she then held it over the flame for it to cook. "A-A-Ait-Aithusa. Aithusa." I said. It was the one word which I had wanted to learn in human language as it was my name. She looked at me in surprise. "Is that your name?" she asked. I nodded. She smiled. "My name is Morgana." she said.

I sat there and stared at her. So she was Morgana. I watched her as she finished cooking the rabbit over the fire. She tore the rabbit in half using her blade that was strapped to a belt by her side. She offered half to me, I took it gratefully. She smiled. She seemed happy to have me as company. I was confused. 'Kilgharrah must have been mistaken. Morgana's nice; she's not mean at all.' I thought as I nibbled on my half of the rabbit. We slept in the forest hat night. Morgana was shivering due to the cold, so while she slept I crept up and curled up beside her. I looked at her. She was smiling, so she was happy for me to lay there beside her. Her arm draped over my side, and I rubbed my head against her hand. Soon I fell asleep also.