((Okay, I will probably go back and forth between my real life and segments from Morgule's story..... you should be able to tell which are which...
I should also add this segment is a loooooooooong time ago, many decades before she met Jian))
*She lay curled up in her cave, hungry, but savoring the quietness of the morning before going out to hunt. She enjoyed living out on her own, though she did occasionaly miss the company of her brother Dor or Mazra, the only other sphinx she could call a friend. She was glad to be away from her father.
She drew herself up and stretched before flying out of the cave enterance to go prowl the mountain valley. She flew like an eagle, proud and powerful, as she scanned the ground looking for a meal. Then her eye caught a sight far off into the distance, at the foot of the pass: dust. Lots of it. She uttered a low growl. It was a large group of something, possibly an army...
That was when she spotted the centaur halfway up the pass, already entering her territory. Immediatly she turned and landed in front of him. Pulling herself up to her full height on her hind legs, she towered over the messenger. Indeed, it was only because he wore the messanger bandolier that she hadn't eaten him. Yet.
"Speak quickly, before I lose all patience!"
The centaur, despite being shorter than her, still managed to turn his nose up at her. Ignoring the fact that this was not a smart thing to do. In a pompous, supurior, nasaly voice he declared "You must remove yourself from this premesis immediatly, in order to make way for the Imperial army of her Exaulted Majesty Queen Galoriane Laurana Ariel Magarthenaya, under the command of her daughter, the Crown Princess Alambil Amazgarath Nurhaleen Maga-AAACK!!!"
Losing all patience, Morgule had seized him by the throat and tail and had lifted him up off the ground, and pulled his face close to her own.
"What did you just say to me???!!"
Spluttering, he managed to stutter out "How d-d-d-dare you! I am an Imp-p-perial Messanger, you have no right to harm me, unhand me thi-i-i-is instant!"
She tightened her grip on his throat and pulled her lips back into a snarl. Her eyes had turned a feiry red and trickls of flame were starting to run through her hair.
" I have no right to harm you, you buffoon, provided you make a reasonable request and give me proper respect for myself and my territory. So far you have done neither. And I am hungery...."
Wtih that she threw him against a couple of trees. She moved in as she heard a couple of legs breaking; centaurs could be tough, but their organs had a certain tenderness that made thema delicacy...
Yet before she could reach him he reached into a little leather pouch at his side, pulled out a small stone and held it to his mouth, frantically calling Remove! Remove! until all of a sudden he dissapeared.
Out of frustration of losing her breakfast she conjured a fireball and launched it at the tree she had thrown him against. In disgust she watched the tree burn for a moment before flying off to look for more promising prey....*
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