Under a cursed crescent moon, the trash coven gathers—one raccoon, one opossum, one skunk… all chaotic, all magical, all slightly unhinged. Whether you're hexing your ex or summoning snacks, this feral forest circle has your back.
✨ For feral witches, trash lovers & nocturnal spellcasters
✨ Sarcastic woodland vibes meet occult chic
✨ Pairs well with midnight howls & unbothered vibes
Join the coven. Bring snacks. Stay feral.
