My contribution and character for the group teamhallofox's new species.

Sapindale sprung from the smell of woodsmoke and pumpkins on a brisk october morning. With a nimble leap and a curious bound, a tomcat lost in the woods happened upon a hallospore lodged in the sap of an old maple tree in its autumn colors.

During that special time of year, Sapindale's woody creek and ghostly whine is not one to be feared. Though he loves a good spook, tis all in good fun. His wish is not to see you lost, but to see to it that in the amber woodland no souls stray from their destined path and make it home safe and sound.