Bringer of Justice

Running swiftly, paws upon the sand,
A glint in her eye as she darts.
The blaze in her heart and the wind at her back,
leaving bodies of snakes torn apart.

Secrets of the rosettes on the leopard keeping pace.
Spots upon the cheetah with the dots upon her face.
Swift and wiley mongoose upon the desert sands she roams.
Leaping like the caracal with fire in her bones.

Blood on her claws as they sink in,
To those who would do harm unjust,
The teeth that she bares are laden,
With the evil that she has just fought.

Her prize is then ripped from their bodies,
A heart filled with isfet so dark,
To lay it down by the king she protects,
The blood on the sand leaves a mark.

She leaps upon the neck of the uncreated one.
She takes her gleaming blades reflecting in the sun.
She slices through its throat, bringing evil to an end.
She stalks away with pride to the kingdom she defends.

Mafdet, be swift in your justice!
Your claws are not ones we shall fear,
For we know that you will protect us
From those who would bear us ill-will.


It’s meant to have those bits of fast-paced chanting to match the speed of the Swift Runner Herself.  It also has a bit of heka woven into it.  Enjoy!