Tłikaan is a spirit of darkness and silence, walking softly across mossy ground like a question with no need for answers. Few have seen him, but many have heard — his howl rising when the forest holds its breath, echoing something ancient.
He does not howl to frighten, but to remind. Every place he guards is sacred — once walked by ancestors, once home to forgotten stories. The red markings on his body are the voices of those before, and his eyes reflect the soul.
Tłikaan doesn’t just guard the forest —
he holds the quiet space between the earth and the stars.
