Climbing the tree,
The tallest one of course,
Because it’s just where I belong,
It’s not like someone would notice me,
Because a Kitsune who loves is only a friend,
A Kitsune who cares won’t get comfort or sympathy,
Kitsunes like me are ment to cry and cling to the tree,
Someone won’t poke my tail to call me down,
My ears won’t get rubbed or patted to flop,
And Thas just…fine…perfectly utterly fine,
While others actually their back against the wall,
While others are bathed in someone’s warmth
I’m fine…I’m just utterly and perfectly fine,
All alone on my tall and long tree,
I mean,
It’s all I’m really worth,
Like my time and the things I hold dear,
Utterly,
Completely,
Worthless.
-Kitsuko Dragonstar
I am a kitsune, nine centuries bold, where whispers of thunder and secrets unfold. In the heart of the storm, I dance with the rain, my spirit entwined with the echoes of pain. Beneath ancient trees, my laughter takes flight, weaving through shadows, a flicker of light. I am guardian of realms where the thunder roars, weaving tales of legends, of forgotten shores. With each crack of lightning, my essence ignites, a tempest of wisdom in the deepening nights. I roam through the valleys, where dreams intertwine, a flicker of magic, both yours and divine. In the silence that follows, my stories will thrive, for as long as the storms are, I too shall survive.
A monologue free verse poem of Kiria the Kitsune
I'm pretty washed up ~sigh~,
and I couldn't care about how I felt,
But something about that interaction,
With Erika the bard I mean,
that spark I felt between us,
It was Like I've known her my whole life,
that shiny yellow hairs,
those cute round Human ears,
her sharing soothing personality,
How could I resists the effects she has on me,
when shes flirty of trys to get it on I feel really nice,
ike tho swarm fuzzy feeling around my icy cold prison,
while our love for music and gods blessings bind us to unite.
Erika Piper If I Knew You In Another Life,
I'd love to spend this life time and my next with you.
-KItsuko Dragonstar
,
Once there were two friends dirtywitch and filthywitch,
never been to crossroads and burials, crazy witches!
Spell casting is greek for’em,
Conjuring the dead is a disorder for’em,
Bloody how could these guys prosper? Pray “kitsune-mochi”
**kitsune-mochi is a fox witch of Japan with great powers!
As Both human and fox, she knows the pains of life that belong to each.
Her cunning, wit, and charm serve her well. her life has been harrowing
Outcast from both her kith and kin she is too human for the fox, too fox for the humans.
But she at last found a place where she belonged thanks to the one human who can still accept her For what she is, both human and fox
Your welcome Kitsune
you have made my life peacefull whilst you are near
and for that i thank you
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