The raven swoops silently in the night sky. If you stop breathing and hold perfectly still you might hear its feathers rustle in the wind as it passes just above the tree tops. Raven's dark ominous presence, guttural croaks and unearthly sounds are synonymous with power, fate and transformation within the occult. Few animals carry the magical history or summon the instinctive visceral response of this feather emissary.