Kiyree Ta’Ire, shapeshifter, dryad, assassin
The earth beneath her paws was rough, covered in sticks and stones. It did not matter though. It was a welcoming sensation to finally feel the ground with all its shapes between her claw-spiked toes, to smell the moist earth, the bark of trees and their rustling leaves.
Her heart still raced inside her chest after she had chased a rabbit through the shrubs. For fun. Something Kiyree did not like but her wolf did. At times it was an odd thought that the wolf was a part of her, was who she was, and yet was so different to her. She loved the wolf though. Without her she would never be able to hear and smell and feel the nature like it was. Its beauty was limited even to her dryad senses.
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I call on you Fox
Shapeshifter and Trickster
Edgewalker and Messenger
Help me blend with my surroundings
And adapt to the changing landscapes
Show me the hidden paths between Worlds
Teach me the way of Invisibility and Camouflage
Gift me your keen senses
That I might see more of what is around me
And use it to accomplish my goals.
I call you dear Fox
To bring Magic and Discernment into my life
Let us walk the boarders between Day and Night
And follow the scent of Divine Mischief
Fox, I call on you
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