I may be the only one to smell this, but Prowl reaches my nose as an osmanthus soliflore. Bright, sunny florals, hints of tea, and a big fruity apricot combine to give this impression strongly, but here there's of a certain thickness and richness I've yet to encounter before - osmanthus fragrances have a tendency to hit my nose as thin and high-pitched, but not Prowl. Fruity-florals aren't my thing, but this hits the spot in an almost unique way; the only comparable fruity fragrance I know is the obscure AL02, a similar but much darker and more oriental composition.
The drydown abruptly changes style a few hours in, leaving all this behind and becoming a very soft, pillow-like vanilla.
There is nothing aggressive, threatening, or animalic about Prowl. It's a great name, and a charming fragrance, but this is more "Ciao for now!" than a roar.
PROWL reminds me of a feline animal moving with stealth through exotic florals. The notes are Black Pepper, Honeysuckle green, sambac jasmine, tuberose, over a base of oakmoss, patchouli, amber and civet. A husky animal warmth that is very sexy. The indoles of the sambac jasmine and civet in the base keeps the animal alive in this one. After an hour or so, a warm powdery huskiness emerges through the florals into the warm civet base. It is feminine in allure but coupled with a very masculine aggressiveness - a cougar is on the prowl. . . Rowrrrrr!!