The mystic bitch is equally at home in the fields of grain and the realm of the spirits. She is as connected to the earth as a mushroom, though given to soaring among the clouds like a raven.

Simultaneously strong and gentle, she looks young, though there is always the suggestion of years of experience behind her. She is wise, but not formidably so. Something strangely meaningful clings to her: a secret knowledge or hidden wisdom. While she seems to posses a certain power, she never uses it to dominate or control.

Above all, in her the legendary “feminine intuition” is in full flower, and she employs it both to chart her own course and to cast light on the paths of others.