Inside every well-made beer is an animal that represents it. A spirit animal, if you will. Crouching below the surface, hidden in the bubbles, prowling in the tang of the yeast of the spirit animal is a wolf. Wild and untamed, this sour ale echoes a time when beer was fermented in the open air under the moonlight. Spirit Animal is aged on toasted French oak and rose hips. This wolf is hungry, and he’s preying on your taste buds. Prepare to be smote. Smited. Smitten. Whatever.