Legends of Belariath

Psykhe

ONE dark night a Vixen was out walking her name was Talia. When suddenly she heard a voice speaking to her. It was soft barely heard almost more felt deep in her soul. She closed her eyes and opened herself, since the eyes could deceive one.

The voice continued "it is time for me to return to the mortal coil I feel. But I do not want to be the same. I want try life as a female. It is time for you to find one to help meet my requirements, and I will join with your female kit if you have one and she is worthy. I know your soul and think you will be a good mother. But there is one catch, I want to make sure I enjoy and experience sex and love as a female. I have heard of a race like us but different. They are very sexually driven. I want you to find a good male. I will even help chose one worthy to be my "father" that you will enjoy. Do you accept this task I put to you?"

Now Talia was a true Vulpine and she listened when the spirits requested things. "yes sir, I will go pack and we shall go forth to find your father and a mate for me." she quickly moved towards her home and packed what she needed before she set out.

It was not an easy job to find a suitable Father, the spirit could see into each cat-male without his knowledge usually, until one day a very strong cat-male shaman sensed him and flat out asked what was up. Talia quickly stepped up and told the male what was requested of her, unknown to her the male had already been attracted by her beauty and pure spirit. The spirit backed her up and being a shaman the male could tell what was said was true and honest, getting a feel for this spirit that planned on guiding his daughter if he mated and produced one with this sexy vixen. After much thought he agreed and took the vixen back to his home where he lived a solitary life being such a sensitive shaman it was painful for him to be among too many people being highly sensitive even with the strongest shields up.

The female and the male lived together for sometime getting to know each other, ignoring the spirits demands they get the job done already. But this was part of the cat males appeal to the spirit, strong in magic and belief, willing to stand up to opposition not a weak man in any way, he didn't want a female slut body to inhabit, one that would spread her thighs for anyone. He wanted her strong also, a fighter like he was in his previous life.

Then the day came for the vulpine to give birth to her kits, there was 3 of them but only one was female, a pure white kit with her fathers stripes faintly decorating her body, hair a burnished gold that turned to a deep red as she grew older, she was born with her father's cat tail. No sign of a vulpine tail on her body. The father returned with Talia to her tribe to raise the kits, he had come to love the vixen deeply, but he could only handle the socialness of the tribe so much before he had to return to his solitude for his own sanity, his lone daughter showing her own sensitivity at a young age. But she didn't feel the true loss of her father as she was brought up lovingly among the tribe allowed to observe and be taught many things when it came to sex without having it, remaining pure until the spirit chose otherwise.

The spirit was very pleased with the girl. She was everything he could have wished for, beautiful, intelligent, caring and strong. So the day came of her 20th year, the year for the spirits final decision. She was alone in the woods speaking with him and communing with him until dawn broke, her body tired and relaxed when he finally merged with her. Her vixen tail arrived that morning to prove that the spirit had chosen her after all. and so she was sent off into the world for a place called Nathalion.

If she did well he would allow her vixen tails to multiply as was the vulpine way.

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