A vixen trots over cushions of feathery Irish moss & hart’s-tongue fern fronds, releasing the rich, resinous scent of Amber, Oakmoss, Sage, & Patchouli into the autumn air. The ancient & gnarled forest sentinels—Oak, Hornbeam, & Hawthorn—quiver their foliage & shed a leaf-blessing in acknowledgement of their vulpine sister’s sacred presence.
