– – On this night of the full moon, I find it appropriate to post about my fave were-animal, the werefox. Now don’t get me wrong, I love werewolves dearly…some of my best friends, and all! With the understandable excitement over werewolves, however, the other were-animals tend to be neglected a bit, yet fall into the same furry shapeshifting family.
Werefox stories are common to northern China, where they are seen to inhabit the netherworld between the material plane and the unseen dimensions. They can take human form and mate with normal humans, although such people tend to turn into a zombie-like slave of the werefox; (–heh, gotta get me some of those!). Even while in human form, the werefox retains his or her fox tail, which can be a dead give-away when it pops out of clothing! The werefox can also lose control of its human form when it sleeps or gets good and drunk. This can pose a major embarrassment.
Werefoxes are not the strongest of the were-animals, and are accordingly not as likely to rip deserving individuals to shreds. They are rather more inclined to mess with the heads of their intended victims, playing heavy-grade tricks on them or perhaps laying a curse on their sorry asses. For this reason werefoxes are often associated with sorcery, and in Native American legends sorcerers preferred to shapeshift into this form. – – Can’t say that I blame them!