i came upon a masked fox today
(mask = her dark face, fox = conniving nature)
as i walked through nature's renewal, one shard of ice just forming
(born in birdsong, reference to cold nature and birth)
once so charming, now beholden to none
("Once a kind-natured soul, that has long since been beaten out of her")
that small vixen with terra her playground
(more foxy references, allusion to her magical abilities)
red: let me put your mind at ease; i'm never telling you everything.
--blacklist
force allowed
plotting prior to death/maiming please
line art by jennyleigh