A man lay dying on the earth, his bandages leaking, blood being soaked into the soil like the ground itself accepting this offering.
His legs are numb, and his vision tunneling. Staccato breaths transition to final gasps. His head turns, with his blurred vision focusing on an approaching beast. It’s eyes as gold as the morning sun. It bares its teeth just as his vision goes dark.
Some say she is a soothsayer, devoting her life to the predictions and studies of the universe, with her mystical power of foresight. Others claim she is a witch, who traded her soul with a being of the lower planes in exchange for her powers. But everyone can agree, the coyote woman is dangerous, and should be avoided if at all possible.
Many have tried to find the location of the coyote woman, but to no avail. Perhaps there is a spell she has cast to shield herself from unwanted intruders. The people of the village only know of one way to guarantee her arrival. On very specific nights, a woman must bring her youngest child and leave them at the forest edge. Then, when the twin moons meet, the woman may return to the forest, and await to coming of the witch.
Large in figure, her grey skin covered in dirt, she approaches. The only form of cover on her body is the crusted layer of mud, and the thin animal skin that covers her eyes. When she is close, she smells of rain-soaked earth.
Accompanying her is a coyote with gold, pupiless eyes.
Her powers vary, depending on what is asked of her. If she is asked to heal a sickness, it is done through the coyote’s bite. A scar from the bite is all that is left behind. It is impossible to remove the scar, even if Wished.
If they ask for knowledge, she will grant insight.
The price paid, is the child left. The coyote either picks up the child, or leads them back to her hut composed of animal bones and moss. The coyote woman performs a ritual, where she devours the child, and will immediately put her body into labor, birthing a new child, almost identical to the last.
These replica children are known as the Lightless, for the light in their eyes have disappeared. They are forever in service to the druid, with abilities to shapeshift, If she ever comes to harm, the many Lightless will always come to her aid. They no longer remember their past life if they had one, or any memories. The Lightless do not speak.
The coyote woman began life as a normal woman centuries ago. Her people starving in the harsh winter, turned to prayer. If the gods were just, they would answer. What answered was not as just as she had hoped. She had a vision, or perhaps a hallucination, and a being instructed her that if she and her last remaining child were to live, she would be in service to it. Now her and her child take the light from children’s eyes, feeding the celestial or demonic entity, granting her these powers.