Lyssan
the kitsune focuses on the familiar life force of the cub... life... non-life... it had a peculiar tang to it... different from all others she had come across in her long existence... all the cubs shared it to some extent as they were reflections of kero... but in one it shown far brighter... she turned to face him square on and smiled... the cards, cub..... she said sweetly holding out her hand once again... while fixing in her thoughts the foot be stuck spell just in case he ran...
*Lyssan feels a blast of Aethr strike across her tails, turning them (and the rest of her back end) pitch black. The cub chuckles from behind her*
I am an illusion mage, Kitsune. Did you think I didn't know you would try that trick.
*Blows a rasberry at her and telepoprts to the top of the mast, leaving his dopplegangers to pounce and harass the Kitsune*