Note: A little bit late as I struggled with the decision of which direction to take the story in. Thanks Korderoo for your thoughts and advice! Hope you guys enjoy this one!
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Morrigan watched Amara quietly slink through the undergrowth before her. The proud wolf she had once hunted with now hung her head low while she walked. Once or twice she thought about shifting back to her human form just so she could know her Warden's thoughts but she refrained from doing so. Amara needed time, not words. The sun was high in the sky above them when they finally crossed beyond the Dalish border. They stopped by a stream and quenched their thirst. Morrigan moved her wolf body away to the shade of a tree and watched as the Warden stared out over the water with her tail neatly wrapped around her paws. Some moments went by till Amara turned her head towards the wolf at her back. Their gaze met and Morrigan's heart broke at the sadness she found in those amber eyes. Disconsolately Amara walked to Morrigan's side and laid her tired body down next to the witch. She closed her eyes and placed her head between her paws. Morrigan panted as she placed her head over her lover's back. The wolf beneath her slept while she kept watch.
Alistair donned on his armour, taking his time fastening them securely. He takes his sword and sheathes it by his side. Leliana had given him Amara's sword when she had dropped by his room this morning. Carefully he secured it across his back under his shield. It was an added weight he was unaccustomed to. Her plate armour was carefully bundled together with leather ties. Sten had volunteered to carry them. He took a steadying breath and walked out the door. He walked to the stairs and found Leliana likewise leaving her room. Down in the main hall Wynne and Sten waited for them along with Blade sitting by the Qunari's side. Alistair preceded Leliana as they came down the stairs.
"Any sign of them?" His face looked hopeful as he addressed his companions. Wynne shook her head. Alistair looked at the ground at his feet. Trepidation gnawed at him. Leliana watched as he closed his eyes for a moment. "Ok, we'll meet them in Redcliffe as discussed." He shouldered his shield as he felt the second sword settle uncomfortably on his back. They walked out of the inn together taking the path along the western bank of the lake. They walked quietly along the water's edge at first till they found a small trail that followed the water southward. Leliana held her bow loosely as she scanned their surroundings. Keenly she felt Amara's absence. There was a wariness that settled on them as a group that did not seem apparent before. She watched the Warden in front of her. He lacked his usual confident stride. By chance he looked back at her. His eyes seemed troubled. Leliana quickened her steps and came up beside him.
"What is it my friend?" The corner of Alistair's mouth twisted in a small smile as he met her eyes.
"I feel like I'm missing something or forgetting… I don't know how to describe it." He looked ahead once more. "I guess I'm only realizing now, how much easier it was following Amara. She seemed to always know what she was doing." He shook his head and chuckled at himself. "Damn she made this look easy."
Leliana nudged his arm and smiled. "She'll be back. Morrigan will find her." She scanned their surroundings once again. She understood what the Warden beside her meant. There was a watchfulness that Amara exuded that comforted her when they walked. She always looked relaxed even laughing and joking with those that walked beside her; but under all that talk and banter she could feel Amara guarding them constantly. Leliana took a deep breath. She looked to the Warden beside her once more. A frown still creased his brow. "You're doing fine Alistair." She smiled at him then dropped back once more.
Amara woke with the witch against her body. She closed her eyes feeling her steady heartbeat on her haunches. Amara raised her head and looked to those golden eyes. She heaved a great sigh as she reluctantly parted from the warm wolf next to her. She stretched her aching muscles then shook herself; likewise Morrigan's wolf did the same. Together they trotted some more, steadily making their way south. They skirted well clear of the West Hills and the ruined fortress that lay upon it. Amara had never liked the feel of that place. They crossed the River Dane and followed a second river that led them on a southward path back to the lake. The sky was turning orange before they stopped once again. As before Morrigan waited for the Warden under the shade of a tree. She watched the dark wolf come towards her. Amara looked deep into her eyes as her body trembled and reformed back into her human self. Her amber eyes glowed as she crouched naked on the ground in front of Morrigan. Morrigan closed her eyes while her magic banished her wolf's shape. Amara watched light swirled around the witch's body as she stood on two legs once more. Morrigan helped her to her feet, her warm hands steadying her as she straightened. They gaze locked as they stood in front of each other in silence. Amara gave her a weak smile as she stepped deeper into Morrigan's embrace, leaning her cheek on the curve of her neck. She felt Morrigan's hands rove up her naked back as one hand came up to the base of her neck cradling her softly. She took a deep breath taking in the witch's comforting scent.
"I'm sorry." Her voice was soft and muffled. Morrigan's hand caressed her face. She looked up and met her golden eyes once more. "I had to see them just one more time." Her voice trembled as a sob threatened to well up from inside her. Morrigan held her closer, gently wrapping her cloak around them.
"I'm sure you'll see them again." Morrigan's voice was soft and deep. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips on the Warden's brow. She felt the Warden's arms wrap around her waist and hold her tight.
"Morrigan?" The witch shook slightly at the sound of her name on the Warden's lips. "I'm so tired."
Morrigan let out a soft sound. "Then we should rest." Morrigan took the Warden's hand and backed up against a great tree. She took her staff from the strap that secured it to her back and placed it next to them. Gently she led the Warden to the ground inviting her into her arms. Amara leant against her dropping her head in the crook of the witch's neck. Morrigan sighed as she whirled the cloak around the Warden's naked body. They lay there together silently as the dark gathered around them. It wasn't long before the witch felt the Warden go limp as a deep sleep claimed her. Morrigan closed her eyes feeling the Warden's steady breaths on her chest. Hard as she tried to fight it, sleep eventually closed her eyes to the night around them.
Leliana woke to Wynne gently shaking her arm. "Hmm… my watch?" She asked sleepily, rubbing her eyes. The elder enchanter nodded with a smile. She sat herself up and flung the covers from her body. She took up her bow and walked outside finding the Alistair sitting by the fire. He looked ragged in the dancing light.
"Well here we are." He smiled as she sat next to him. "Back to watches and a hard cold ground to sleep on."
Leliana gave him a smirk. "Did you get any sleep at all?"
Alistair shook his head. "Every damned noise woke me with a start." He held his silence for a moment. "Do you think Morrigan's with her now?"
Leliana took a deep breath. "Yes." Maker I hope so. She thought to herself. They spent the rest of their watch in silence.
Amara woke with a start. Night was deep around them. The witch beside her slept while she held her in her arms. She watched her peaceful face for the few moments, finding comfort in her warm touch. Gently Amara caressed her face. Morrigan stirred, slowly opening her eyes.
"Warden?" Golden eyes looked to her. Amara tilted her head giving the witch a chaste kiss that had the witch closing her eyes once more. Morrigan's heart quickened. Anxiety and excitement warred within her. Gently she pulled herself away from the Warden. Morrigan exhaled a deep sigh. "Amara… I understand if you want this to end." She felt a twist in her heart as she said the words. She continued. "Or if you need more time… I won't push you to show affection for me."
Amara's heart flipped in her chest at the witch's sincere words. Her mind raced while she considered each emotion that ran through her. Did she want this to end? Something in the pit of her stomach objected strongly.
"I meant what I said yesterday." Morrigan continued. "I don't want to place any demands on your… independence." Morrigan looked away from the Warden's intent stare. "I have no claim over you as such… nor would I wish it." Amara's breathing quickened as she took in the witch's words. Why, after all I have just been through, do I want her more and more? She wondered in her thoughts. Morrigan looked at her once more. She felt the witch stiffen slightly in her arms. "You are free to do as you will…" She ran the words out hurriedly. "As am I." Amara nodded her head.
Morrigan let out a small sigh as she felt the Warden slowly pull away from her. It is done, everything is as it should be once more. Morrigan thought to herself as she closed her eyes feeling the sting under their lids. In a heartbeat she felt the Warden's body return to her side as warm hands held her face suddenly. Soft lips crashed with hers. In surprise she opened her eyes to find Amara's eyes closed in front of her as the Warden kissed her deeply. Her heart hammered as her eyes closed again; desperately she returned that deep kiss. Her hands roved the back of Amara's neck. She felt the Warden's tongue enter her opening mouth as her own tongue pushed back and caressed hers. Her body arched against Amara's naked body, heat building quickly between them. Her mind raced with desire and just a little hint of doubt at the impulsiveness of their action. She pulled away, suddenly breaking their kiss. "Warden… I…"
Amara's fingers ran along her lips, silencing her mid-sentence. Amara looked down at her with a hungry stare. "Morrigan… I want you." Silence held between them for a moment. "I've wanted you from the minute I saw you." Morrigan's eyes softened, doubt vanished from her mind. Carefully she leant towards the Warden before her. She felt Amara's hands touch her face, softly stroking her cheeks as her amber eyes locked with hers. Gently they kissed again. Morrigan's hands caressed Amara's bare shoulder, easing the cloak off them. Her trembling hands unclasped her robes, dropping them beside her on the ground. Amara knelt beside her, her hands going to the clasp of her skirt. Morrigan waited as the Warden completely undressed her. Her heart hammered and swelled with desire. She felt the cool night air touch her hot skin while Amara's hands and lips worshiped every inch of her with searing kisses and warm caresses.
Amara held her close, her back pressed against the Warden's firm breasts. The Warden's hands ran up her bare thighs as she knelt in front of her. Her mouth planted soft kisses from the small of her back all the way up along her spine to the base of her neck. Morrigan groaned softly as she felt hot lips travel the back of her neck and gently along the curve of her ear. Soft like the touch of a feather one of Amara's hands glided up past her hip and up along the smoothness of her stomach, attentively making its way to her breast. Morrigan gasped as Amara's hand gently cupped her round firm breast, expertly caressing her nipple erect, while her other hand travelled down from her waist the resting on the soft mound between her legs.
Her skin stood up in goose bumps as she felt Amara's breath on her ear. "You're so beautiful." Morrigan's eyes closed at sound of Amara's voice. The witch craned her neck slightly catching the Warden's lips in a long kiss with her own. She moaned into Amara's mouth as she felt the Warden's fingers slowly slide downwards along her heated flesh and past her throbbing clit. She held her breath in anticipation feeling Amara's finger just hovering just outside her wet, aching centre. She gasped as it slid back up brushing her clit once more. "I want to make love to you all night long." Morrigan trembled as the Warden breathes those words on to the back of her neck. She reached behind, her hands meeting the Warden's thighs. For a moment Amara's hand left her breast and gripped her wrist gently, guiding her hand to the Warden's waiting heat. Morrigan's fingers gently slipped along her wet folds eliciting a low moan from the Warden kneeling behind her. Slowly at first Morrigan's fingers gave Amara's flesh long, careful strokes, her body delighting as received the same sensation back from the Warden's hand between her legs. As her desire built she touched Amara faster, gasping as the Warden's hand mirrored her own movements and pace.
Amara kissed Morrigan's shoulders as the witch pushed her body back against hers. Gasping, she relished Morrigan's movements watching the witch's body quiver in front of her. She loved how the witch would arch her back as her finger entered her depths. She savoured the sweet sounds that left the witch's lips at each deep thrust she gave her. Her lips kissed and sucked on the skin of her shoulder roughly as she felt her own pleasure come closer and closer with each stroke of Morrigan's fingers against her clit.
"Hmm… Amara…" Morrigan bit her bottom lip as she felt her pleasure surfacing.
"Yes… my love…" Amara kissed her neck ardently. Morrigan gasped as she heard the Warden's words answer her. Having never heard her utter those words before she felt fire burn inside of her fuelling her arousal more.
"Oh Gods! Amara?" Her own voice hitched higher as her body started shaking with the Warden's fervent touches. "Oh… Oh!" Amara held her closer her own body shuddering hard. Gasping Morrigan shut her eyes tightly against her impending pleasure. It was coming, hard and fast. "Hmm… Warden…" In an instant Amara gasped loudly behind her, her fingers stilling, her whole body stiffening.
"Wait!" Amara gasped. Morrigan felt confused suddenly as Amara's hands went to her hips holding her still.
"I don't think I can Warden." Morrigan craned her neck to look into the Warden's eyes as her other her hand quickly stilled her own. Amara's face was wary and anxious. Morrigan's heart twisted at the sight of it, her pleasure quickly fading. Hurt rose up in her chest.
"Shit!" Amara's eyes widened as a snap of twigs sounded in the distance. Amara's eyes found Morrigan's. Breathing hard, she pushed the witch down firmly on the ground, covering her mouth just as she protested. She looked all about them before looking at Morrigan once more. "My love, I need you to stay here." Morrigan's eyes widened as she saw shocks of grey appear in her lover's eyes. "I'll lead them away and circle back." Morrigan in shock nodded quickly. "Don't break cover unless you have to." Amara dragged the cloak over her lover's naked body pilling up nearby branches on top over her.
Morrigan watched as Amara silently transformed into her wolf quickly dashing off into the darkness. "Be careful." Softly she whispered after her Warden, dread rising to the back of her throat. Silence reigned for a few moments. Morrigan's hand carefully inched for her staff, pulling it within her cover. She gasped as she heard low growls and grunts in the near distance. Her heart hammered as she heard heavy foot falls running away from her. Her fear rose as she heard Amara growl ferociously, along with blood curdling screams of Hurlocks she fought. Twice Morrigan's body screamed to rush headlong to her side but somehow she managed to stop herself as she heard another Hurlock's dying scream. Twigs snapped under heavy boots very close to her cover. Morrigan held her breath, trying to hear past her thundering heart. The fast unmistakable strides of a wolf had caught up with it. She heard a fierce struggle in the dark followed by a sharp yelp.
"No!" She cried out, her mind racing as she grabbed her staff and broke her cover. She shot a spark of light in the direction of the struggle, illuminating the shadows with a cool bright light. Red eyes met hers. The creature turned around and started toward her. Naked she readied her staff, casting lighting upon the creature before her. It dodged her spell, now running at full speed towards her. She brought her staff out in front over her sending a sudden force that knocked the Hurlock back. It was dazed and it chuckled menacingly as it got to its feet once more. It ran for her again, Morrigan started backing away, casting another spell with her hands. It connected with the creature's arm severing it from his body with shattering force. The Hurlock screamed angrily and continued its advance. A flash of lightness glimmered in the cool light that was her spell. Morrigan watched in awe as she saw Amara crash bodily through the creature knocking it to the ground. She pummelled its face with her fist as her to other hand brought a jagged black dagger across its throat. Amara grunted as she forced the blade down on the struggling creature severing its head from its body.
Wheezing she heaved her naked body off the dead thing on the ground. She made her way to Morrigan quickly her arm held close to her side. Morrigan came to hold her but the Warden firmly held her back.
"Amara, you're hurt." Morrigan's hands itched to hold her.
"The damn thing kicked me. I think a cracked a rib or two." Morrigan made to move to her again. "Wait, my dear. I'm covered in Darkspawn blood." Amara smiled weakly as she held the witch's body away from her. "Let me wash up." A smirk crossed the Warden's face as she turned away from the worried witch. "Then you can kiss me all you want." She called out behind her. Morrigan chuckled then shook her head. She sent another ball of spark into the sky to light their way to the stream.