Central to Knowledge of Skunks, are the scent glands. *When provoked*, the Skunk arches his back, raises his tail, and shuffles backward. If such obvious threats are not respected, the Skunk ejects a fine spray of acrid, blinding fluid from his anal glands.

There is one oddly marked Clan of Skunks, who display spots instead of stripes. They are a Clan of Acrobats and Performers, and a few Bards.

Skunks are fond of ambling about in Twilight, eating and harvesting. Though for social reasons they stick to grubs, fish and plant food, they have a weakness for the crunchiness of Grigs.

They become fat each Evening and spend most of it (and all the brief Night) in a well appointed den. Often they form communities through Burrows.