I am her Power Animal
I follow my warrior princess through country sides
that would scare other foxes.
She is known as the butterfly princess to my kits,
but they keep it quiet.
No one wants to upset her,
not wanting to see her thunder and lightning.
She is aware of me,
and yet not aware; I am her power animal.
Rooting her on.
She has slain creatures with fur, fins, fangs, and filth.
She is a maniacal animal slayer, killing fast and hard.
I keep my eye on her, for I know if she turns on my ancestors,
my clan will be demolished.
I am their guardian too,
my assignment is the new crop of kits on Judgefollow Hill.
Today Warrior Princess is in the throes of battle.. Her turquoise plume intimidates the enemy. It is just a feather, for kit's sake!
Her steely eyes, reflect her mood.
Thunder is dashing out of her aura in the form of terrifyingly beautiful golden butterflies
The enemy, a dragon monster, is incorrectly focusing
on her female face and curling chocolate locks.
She looks unassuming. Ha! I laugh, showing my fox teeth.
As her power animal, I have bequeathed to her cunning and stealth. I helped her sneak up on this moron while he was sleeping.
She just put the knife in him. Got to go get a closer look.
The kits are safe tonight; she has a dragon to butcher.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019