Camaxtli

Lore by me

The lover

It had been a long time since Xipe Totec had been brought into this world. She grew strong even making her own city with her followers living within it. But she had been growing bored. She had no one to challenge her no one to test her strength. Her followers were mearly mortals none of them strong enough to even get a scratch on her. Maybe she could make something for her to fight.

As the weeks passed she started to collect clay and glass, forming it in her visage. She had made a mighty statue of herself. Before she thought, "maybe this is to similar". So she started to change things about the statue. The expression of fearless rage soon softened into a calm and calculating look. The body became sleeker and less muscular. A statue of a thoughtful and powerful dragon soon stood before her. She grinned at it finding it perfect for her. This would either be the perfect battle or perfect mate.

It wasn't long after she finished that she started the ritual. Building a small circle from candles and her own blood. She stood in front of the statue and pressed her sliced hand against the center of its chest.

With a golden flash the blood seeped deeply into the statues chest. A soft pinkish red color started to spread from where Xipe's hand touched. She could soon feel a heartbeat from within as it started to pound loudly within its still forming chest. The head was the last to turn as the dragon fell to the floor. She was breathing hard as she opened her eyes for the first time, looking around to the new world around her. She was met with two red goatlike eyes and a grinning face.

Xipe spoke in a quiet voice not wanting to scare her new companion.

"Hello Camaxtli... welcome to life"

Camaxtli blinks at that before smiling as she reached her hand out to xipe. She was brought to her shaking feet before she delicately put her head to XipeTotec's. Enjoying the warmth she gave off.


Lore from Tobin

Pure Heart - A Camaxtli Story

"This way, this way!" the stars beckoned her hunters as Camaxtli followed, silent as the trees they tracked the creature through. A jaguar that had taken and eaten one of the hatchlings left only paw prints and a faint bloodstain upon the earth. Her hunters wanted vengeance; her lover had told them to pray for her aid. Camaxtli would provide them with the light of the moon and the stars to guide their way, with her divine magic to guide their arrows as she followed to see their mission through.

Blood for blood, they worshipped her wife. Tooth for tooth, they asked of her. She would give it to them as they covered the jaguar's tracks with theirs. If it found them first, it would take one of the four hunters with it. If they caught the beast first, they could kill it before it knew death came for it if their hands were as devoted to their anger as their hearts were. If they failed, it would be Camaxtli who saw it through, who brought the skin and fur back to her beloved to cloak her warriors.

The youngest of her hunters was the keenest; the goddess noticed as they sunk to walk with their knees barely above the earth, slowly approaching the jaguar in the trees that only they saw. The others continued on a false path, hearts too set with anger to notice when the tracks became only a deer that fled from the predator above them. The beast watched their pursuit lazily from its perch, unknowing and unafraid of the death that skulked beneath it. The young hunter's hands trembled as the stars whispered Camaxtli's praises upon them for seeing their hidden prey.

The hunter slowly notched an arrow, steadying their hands and their heart for the shot. They took it, just as the jaguar took sight of them and turned only to have its heart directly in the path of the arrow as it flew through the air. Her hunter did not need her magic to aid their aim; a want to protect their own kin guided her hunter's aim. Her hunter's mind was filled not with bloodshed but with thoughts of their two younger siblings. Not a speck of cruelty in their heart, as they hefted the corpse onto their shoulders, off to find their fellow huntsmen to keep them from wandering into the night. Only hope they'd all return home safely, as pure of heart as Camaxtli could hope of her faithful.



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