Disclaimer - I don't own Merlin.
Summary: Merlin has experienced all kinds of magic, but walking on all fours and owning a tail was certainly new. Set between S3 and S4. Not slash.
A/N: I know the whole 'changing into animals/metamorphosis' has been done before, but I just can't get this out of my head. If you readers deem it worthy, I'll continue and finish it. Also, I still need to find a beta to proofread so for now please bear with me. *cringes*
All the King's Horses
Chapter 1
Merlin, lets face it, had faced many difficulties since coming to Camelot. Evil sorcerers, magical battles, dangerous quests, tactless bandits and an endless list of Arthur's chores, but never in his young magical life had Merlin got to deal with… this.
The ground seemed higher than normal and his body out of shape. His ears were more sensitive to the sound and noises going around him and instead of having to turn around to hear better, his ears turned themselves.
The commotion was coming from his right. There was the sound of feet running, the clank or armour and the distress of someone making their way across tall bushes, young trees and shrubbery. He heard a very familiar voice call out "Merlin?" followed by a reply "The sorceress dragged him further ahead, sire. There's a clearing up ahead, we will have them in clear sigh then."
Looking down at his feet Merlin wasn't sure they will be happy with the sight. The sorceress was lying on the ground obviously dead and he… well, not quite himself.
He did not know what to do, his first instinct was to bolt and run, but since he obviously needed help he opted that wasn't the best idea. He just didn't know how Arthur was going to deal with him in this state and thinking about it, running away didn't sound so bad again.
"I see something!" one of the knights exclaimed, Sir Elyan, as has was the first to break through the forest and onto the clearing.
"Here!" he called to the rest as he began trotting up to Merlin and bent down next to the old witch to check her pulse.
Not a moment later three other knights and the crowned prince of Camelot made it next to the fallen body.
"Well?" asked Arthur as his eyes nervously scanned the clearing for his missing manservant.
Sir Elyan shook his head "Dead."
"How?" this time Arthur allowed himself to rest his eyes on the still sorceress.
"Blow to the head," the knight pointed to the head wound which was still bleeding profusely.
Even though the enemy was obviously defeated, there was still the matter of one missing person "Then where's Merlin?"
Silence fell around the little group and annoyed by being ignored Merlin stomped his foot.
One of the other knights, Gwaine, looked up at him "What's with the glaring horse?"
A/N: This is more like a prologue and short for now. Worth continuing?