"Yes. She was at my apartment. She told me that I needed to follow her and despite my...responsibilities back home, I felt that I had no choice. And here I thought that Coyote was the trickster."
Dezba is steeped in magic. Or at least what most call magic, she was taught to call it medicine, even though she was transformed by some of the darkest medicine into something more than human.
And that gets a sudden burst of laughter and a smile. "It couldn't hurt? Someone has to have answers and I fear that the fox will be...not exactly eager to tell her secrets." And she's embarrassed by her ears and tail. It was taking something sacred--dark, yet sacred--and playing her for the fool.
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Dezba is steeped in magic. Or at least what most call magic, she was taught to call it medicine, even though she was transformed by some of the darkest medicine into something more than human.
And that gets a sudden burst of laughter and a smile. "It couldn't hurt? Someone has to have answers and I fear that the fox will be...not exactly eager to tell her secrets." And she's embarrassed by her ears and tail. It was taking something sacred--dark, yet sacred--and playing her for the fool.