a lanky, unsettlingly intelligent fox with glowing amber eyes, its fur slicked with an eerie crimson sheen, standing amid a dense forest of bioluminescent purple mushrooms, mist swirling around its feet, the trees overhead twisted into unnatural shapes, their gnarled branches pulsing with sickly green veins, a rune-covered stone circle half-buried in the moss, the faint whisper of unseen spirits drifting through the air, dungeon punk aesthetic, neon violet and deep emerald greens clashing with the fox’s fiery fur, eerie shadows creeping along the ground