Aurelia the Fox Woodland Spirit

Deep in the autumn woods, where fog drifts low and the ground is soft with fallen leaves, roams a fox spirit with wings of burning maple. Her name is whispered as Aurelia, born when the forest’s sorrow mingled with its mist. Her wings rustle with the voices of ancient trees, and when she takes flight, the fog parts as though the season itself is shifting. Travelers say if she leaves a single crimson leaf at your path, the forest has marked you as a friend—but if she passes in silence, beware, fo