In the tangled haze of wilderness, the creature who remains unseen sees all. It is stuck in the paradox of witnessing deforestation and habitat destruction, yet its owns camouflaged voice cannot speak out against injustice. It reminds us of caring for what has been marginalised by our culture. It is through art that the silenced may speak. If we listen without judgement, what can we notice that has been silenced by our consumption of the natural resources of the planet?