Outside of the hustle and bustle of Crescent Pier, one lone green tent stands. It seems rather empty, with only a small collection of bits and bobs. As you approach, a red fox slinks out from behind the tent.

"Hi!!" His tail wags as he steps up to the front. "Welcome to my market! Let me know if you see anything that you like!"

You glance along the shelves — small crowns, beads, and glitter are arranged neatly, despite the low stock.

"I'm a clothier!" The fox explains. "It's my dream to build a palace in the trees. I thought my craftsfoxship could translate into construction, but I can't seem to make wood work for me. So I've decided to raise funds to build my dream palace by selling the clothes I make!" His eyes glitter with pride, tail continuing to sway from side to side. "I know I have a long journey ahead of me, but I hope to achieve it some day!"

It's quite apparent that all of the items here were made with the utmost of care. Each one had careful attention and devotion put into it.

"If you see something that you like, just let me know! Or, if you like something but want a different color, I can do that, too! I love working with dyes."

He returns to his station behind the tent, where he seems to be working with long stretches of colored cloth.