Trickster
I get more adoration than most.
But I prefer to stay in the dark.
That's why I only come out at night,
when no one is there,
no one but those special few.
But even they cannot see me,
unless I wish it so.
Because I am legend,
I am a myth,
I am a fleeting image,
drawn in the minds of men.
I am a phantom umongst spirits,
a walker in the shadows,
and watcher of the forest.
When I do reveal myself,
it is in another form,
so that I may hide my identity.
I may choose a rock,
a tree, a puddle,
or another animal,
but by far,
my favorite form,
is that of my prey,
humans.
I copy them,
mimicing their movements,
speech,
emotions.
I become either male or female,
reguardless of my own gender,
and walk among them,
enticing them with my form,
more alluring than the real thing.
I am this way,
as to attract one of them.
The chosen vessel shall grant me a child,
that will bare the body of man,
but the soul and mind of chaos.
I am truly the master,
and lord,
of all trickery,
and mischeif.
I am the nine tailed fox,
The kitsune.