Normally waking up from my special little head space was a deliberate act. And, also, it was a very sudden thing. my eyes would snap open and i would just be alert and ready to go. When I next awoke that was not the case. First of all I had no memory of deciding to wake. As far as I knew I had been super focused on distribution of the magical energy and now I was coming to consciousness. It was a testament to how accustom I was becoming with my new existence as a super natural land god, that waking up as a human would seemed strange to me. Another odd fact was that, as she came to consciousness, she felt groggy.

I must have slept in too as it was hot as if it were midday and I could hear the flies and the cicadas buzzing and chirping outside. Grunting slightly, I sat up, rubbing my eyes and moving my long white hair out of my face. Apparently playing with magic really takes it out of a girl.

I managed to drag my self out of my room only to nearly run into some one right off the bat.

"Lady Enna!" Exclaimed a slightly familiar voice as I stumbled back. "You woke up!"

Stared in a mix of confusion and amazement as I found myself eye to eye with none other than Ozzie. One may think that this should not be seen as odd, this was his home after all, but that did not change the fact that the tips of his fuzzy ears were at shoulder height the last time I saw the kid, just before the meeting the night before.

"Wha-" I asked, rubbing my eyes and thinking I may still be half asleep. But when I lowered my hands he was still tall. Not just tall, however, but... different. He was leaner, his cloths clearly no longer fit, and his fur was sleeker. As he placed a hand on my arm to steady me I also saw that his paws now more closely resembled hands.

"Thank goodness." beathed another voice, and I turned to see Brixie. She too had changed, also growing taller so that she was now about my height. Her paws, now hands, were raised to her muzzle in relief and she now had longer, red hair that matched her fur cascading over her shoulders. also, she had breasts. It sounded odd to even think about much less say but until that moment it hadn't even occurred to me that all the foxkin females I had seen till now had been rather flat chested. Now Brixie had rather obvious c-cups that i awkwardly tried not to stare at beneath her now too small cloths.

"Brixie?" I asked, so very confused and more than a little alarmed.

"Yes Lady Enna." She said with a smile and a slight laugh, her tail twitching in amusement.

"I don't understand..."

Brixie smiled kindly and motioned for Ozzie to walk on ahead of us as she looped her furry arms around one of my thin pale ones, leading me down the hall toward the common room. Lets go see father and we will try to explain as best we can."

"But, are you both alright?" I asked, rather afraid for them.

"Oh yes, better than I would say."

Still confused and disorientated, Brixie led me out to see Brax. He was standing in the open door way of the hut, smoking his pipe as he usually did. But that was about all that was usual. He, too, was now taller but rather stooped with his age still. the fur of his face seemed to form a type of fox fur goatee, and a rather impressive set of bushy eyebrows. but when he saw me he smiled and came our way.

"Lady Enna. It is good to see you awake. You may not be aware but you have been asleep for nearly four days now."

"What?" I gasped. It was true that i rather lost track of time, but I never would have guessed that I had been out for so long.

"oh yes. We were quite worried when we couldn't wake you. But then, over the course of the day, members of the village began to report strange sensations, and even dizzy spells and the like."

"Is- is everyone all right?"

"No one was harmed my lady. When we woke up the next day it was to find that we had evolved! I can only assume that it is thanks to you that we were gifted in such away."

"You mean, I did this? I changed you... without even asking?" I was pretty sure that I had gone pale then and Brax had Ozzie lead me to a pillow near the dampened fire pit, where they lowered me down, all three of them sitting around me.

Had I done this to the whole village? What right did I have, changing peoples bodies? My god, they couldn't even fit into their cloths, and I already knew that they had a shortage of things to wear. and, what if they didn't want to be changed? Sure, I had hoped that the energies that Aeros had left for me could be put to use but I never intended to alter the very core of these people. I mean, Anyone taller than Brixie or I would have to duck just to get into doors now if that was the case!

Brixie and Brax chuckled while Ozzie just smiled. "No need to fret Enna." Said Brax, his pipe resting on his lap. "It is very natural for monsters to evolve when enough energy is applied. Some monsters naturally evolve all on their own with enough time and dedication."

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"Won't some people be upset?"

"No way!" Exclaimed Ozzie. "We are nothing but grateful Lady Enna! It is a real blessing."

Brixie gave her son a withering look for his over excitement, but turned kind eyes my way. "Many people pray for years to receive such a gift Lady Enna. I am not completely sure how it works for humans, but us monsters can ask for no greater gift than that of evolution."

"Absolutly." Agreed Brax strongly. "When Aeros first made this nation many of the intelligent monsters who flocked here were gifted with evolution. We were not an exception in that fact."

"Really?" I asked. "You mean you all didn't always look like the way you were?"

Brax shook his head. "All alive today had the forms you were accustom to. But, two thousand years ago, when our ancestors settled here under Aeros' rule, they had a very different shape. Back then out tribe were known as the Fennik. We were small, walked on four feet. Indeed, we were even smaller than natural foxes, probably no bigger than a cat. We were hopelessly weak and vulnerable to predators, our only advantage being out intelligence. Aeros gave us a little power and we evolved into the foxkin that you know now. Or what we were, at least."

Okay, I could work with that. I was nothing if not adaptable at this point. So, monster evolution? Accepted.

"Okay, then what are you now? Besides taller?" I asked, still trying to arrange my thoughts.

"We are what is known as foxies now." Said Brixie. "It is one of three different evolutionary forms a foxkin can take."

"Some of the villagers have evolved into foxmen." Said Ozzie, appearing to want to be helpful. "Luckily none have turned into ferrox though."

"Foxmen and ferrox?" I wasn't sure I could keep all this straight.

"Foxmen are fairly similar to us foxie, but with a more human appearance in that they loose most of their fur and instead of muzzles they have noses as you do lady Enna." explained Brax. "As for the ferrox, well they are a sort of return to our more wild sides I suppose you could say. Very powerful but they loose much of their civility in the exchange."

Okay, well at least I didn't turn any villagers into mindless beasts. Still, I didn't feel overly comfortable with just changing the bodies of hundreds of people without giving them a say in the matter.

"You need not worry Lady Enna. This has been a blessing to us all. Especially in these troubled times! With our goblin troubles, this could not have come at a better time."

The foxkin, now turned foxie, then explained all that had happened during my four day nap. Orvil's scouts had reported back that there was a large force of at least two hundred goblins amassed to the south east of the village. they were lead by none other than the goblin king's sons and seemed to be determined to wipe out the foxie/ foxmen (They really needed to name this village as it was getting complicated to reference in my own head now...) village and claim the surrounding resources for the goblins alone.

Now that the foxkin had evolved many had gained useful skills in the forms of stealth and even greater fox fire control. With the new skills in sneaking, the scouts manages to glean a good bit of info from the camping goblins. they learned that the king himself was going to arrive for the main invasion. this seemed to truly scare the villagers as the goblin king was famous for his power and his cruelty.

over the last few days Orvil and other lead members of the community had been leading the strongest of the villagers in trying to master their new skills and strengths in preparation for the coming invasion. Luxa (Now a foxie) and Brin (Now turned into a foxmen) were made supervisors over constructing a better wall. Evolving didn't make the villagers better carpenters, but they were stronger and taller now so they were making any effort to improve their chances.

Brax, as one of the most gifted fox fire users in the village, had been working on teaching the others better control over the special fire used by those in the fennik tribes. It was not usually a particularly powerful flame, but it was unique in that it only burned what the caster wanted it to burn, leaving everything else untouched.

"... Are you sure no one is upset about this?" I asked, still uncomfortable, even as I was relived that the foxkin- er, foxie- now had at least a little means to protect themselves.

"I have heard nothing but words of gratitude milady. Gratitude and concern over your continued sleep that is." Said Brax, lifting his pipe and lighting it with a finger once again. "If we were not in such a dire circumstance I have no doubt that the entire village would be hollering at me to throw another party in your honor miss Enna."

Yeah, really not the time for any of that, that was for sure. I requested if Brax could take me out to see the people and to see what preparations were being made to deal with the goblins. Once I agreed to not leave the town, Brax was very willing to take me around town.

To say it was a bit of a shock to see everyone that I had just begun to be familiar with, now looking- in a few cases- drastically different would be and understatement. Some, like Luxa who we ran into down by the main entrance of the village, did not look too different at all besides the height change, longer hair, and the shape change of the hands. But others, like Brin. looked massively different.

Brin was supervising some wall upgrades around the far side of the village, her commanding voice not hard to miss. We came upon her and I didn't even realize who she was at first till i saw the deep brown eyes looking my way. Unlike Brax, Brin had become a foxman and now looked very human. A very bright and vibrant, beauty of a human woman too. Like Brixie, she was voluptuous- though she was even more so- and she now had a crazy mane of gorgeous black curls. On her petite frame she just looked like the most beautiful doll with black fox ears, and a thick orange tail.

"All is going quite well here." She said after the initial introductions and the, now, expected spiel of thanks from the villager. She tossed her dark curls over a shoulder and looked quite proud of herself. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brixie roll her eyes and nearly laughed. Clearly Brin was very much enjoying her new form at least.

It seemed that the vast majority of the villagers had evolved into the foxie race over the foxmen one in the end. But they all seemed pleased with the development, as Brax had told me. It took a good deal of guilt off my conscience to see them happy in their new forms.

Over the next three days I did all I could, while staying this side of the wall, to help the foxie with their preparations. I even asked that Orvil please teach me how to use a bow. My progress was slow and my aim not great, but at least by the end of the three days I could hit a target at least a third of the time. I don't know if I would be any help but I would do my best to defend these people from harm if I could.