Hidden Witch

Ash Mason

Right, it was Ash Mason. You're not sure how your travelling made you forget that. It's strange, in your opinion. But you digress.

Your name is Ash Mason, and you've been chased by several covens for over a year now. Honestly, you really wish they would leave you alone! They make your power more of a curse than a blessing.

Your magic, like everyone elses, is indicated by a tatoo on your body. For you, it's on your hand. The most common, you think. The tatoo represents you, in a way. At least, it's what the schools taught you. You're not sure what the spirits think about it. The longer, or bigger it is, the more power you hold.

Your tatoo is a fox; known to be sly and cunning. Your tatoo's tail is long; long enough that it practically covers your entire body. You tried to keep it hidden, to prevent the Witch's Leauge from forcing you to be enlisted. Alas, your efforts were in vain.

Now you just follow the trail, casting glamour spells and making sure you're practically invisible. To all but the spirits, of course.

Footsteps chime behind you. You feel a small sense of dread. What should you do?