I was standing near the baker’s tent in Bloodhoof. “Hmm, how to become a cat?” I asked myself while I was nibbling on another piece of bread. I tried to remember Totem’s words. “The Earthmother is proud of you, Morca. I can see it in your eyes and in your spirit lines. She bestowed a great gift upon you, Morca. The ability to explore life as a cat.”
Surely Totem is the wisest druid I have ever met. I trust him with all my heart, so he must be right. But how should I know how to change every part of my body? I kneeled down on all fours and crawled a few paces. I noticed a suppressed giggle behind me. “Oh will you stop laughing at me and go on baking your bread. It is already smelling burnt!”
I walked to the lake thinking constantly. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. At this moment a fresh breeze blew from the south. I heard a silent whisper in the wind “The gift lies within you. Open your mind and everything will become clear to you, and you will see things through another one’s eyes.” Suddenly I saw in front of my inner eye the lines of my spirit, moving in waves back and forth against indescribeable darkness. They seemed to be caught, locked away in a deep cave. I wanted to free them.
“The gift lies within you.”
Suddenly a thought came to my mind:
“It’s me. I want them to stay in their normal form. I can’t imagine what will happen if I don’t control them. I’m afraid of it. The indescribeable darkness is me.”
Deep inside my chest I felt a growing energy that streamed through every vein. Its core near my heart was filling with the powers of nature, nourished by every animal, every tree and by the elements. All were willing to lend me a part of their power so I could transform. Instead of the fresh air of the hills of Mulgore I breathed in the elements of life, and breathed out my fear of change, my clinging to the stable. Sensations were raining down on me, cold, warm, aggressive and tender at once. They were convening in my glowing and swirling chest, only to flood over the rest of my body. I opened my eyes and gazed upon my body which seemed only to consist of my energy-filled veins. I could feel the immense pressure inside of them. Then…
I let go…
Deeply trusting the Earthmother and myself I gazed up to the heavens. The blue skies of the day had made way to the dark eternity of the cosmos. I opened the innermost centre of my soul and saw the darkness of my self-doubts dissolve. The lines of my spirit, now unbound, flared up, merged to new forms and colours, only to untangle themselves again at once. I allowed myself to be washed away with the transformation. What I saw was what I felt. Time did not exist, no memory seemed important any more. Everything was one, bound in the everlasting circle of death and birth – unity and multitude at the same time.
Slowly but steadily my extremities started to transform. The formerly numb horn of my hooves turned into soft, feeling paws, connected to strong and flexible muscles, ready to pounce or to stalk noiselessly through high grass. My torso bent from the erect, proud posture of the Tauren to the crouched and energetic position of the cat. My field of sight narrowed, only to reach a resolution and sharpness which was completely alien to me. My attention was drawn to my Horns, the pride of every Tauren. They were also gleaming, surrounded by multi-coloured streaks of light. However, they did not penetrate them. This light was a shield against the change. The transformation stuttered for an instant when I resisted because horns did not belong to the graceful appearance of a cat. Again I felt a reassuring presence surrounding me and I heard the familiar voice again:
“Bear your horns with pride. They shall remind you of your true form so that you do not forget.”
With this the transformation was completed. I sensed the wind caressing my orange fur, tickling my whiskers. Still not entirely convinced I looked into the lake in front of me, and I saw the reflection of a lion on the gently swaying surface. I had made it! Contently, I looked at my new form while, to my own surprise, I felt myself quietly purring.