The trailhead to the forest is a dirt trail, dusty as it has not rained in a while. The overhang of the trees is luscious and green with only patches of sunlight beaming through the dense canopy. There are many large trees, some with arrows still stuck in their trunks. The trail is treacherous as it leads through the densest part of the forest, through a stream and to a well-hidden castle. Once inside the forest, the shade and canopy has provided plenty of opportunities for foliage to grow making it harder to follow.
The opening to the drawbridge of the castle, Trail
horse
wolves
I am a great grey wolf. I am the leader of my pack. I howl at the full moon.
"Oats? Why would I have oats?" I'm uh, just hungry for oats. Why...why... is there a skeleton there? "Well, you aren't the first horse to wander here..." Hey, did you know, I have four hooves. Nahayayaya. "And how fast can you run on those four hooves?" I usually have someone who controls my speed for me. "Ah, so do you even know how fast you can go? Would you like to find out?" I would race through the woods, but the trail looks very treachrous. "It is, but is it more dangerous than staying here?" Wait, are you a bad wolf? "I assure you, there's only one kind of wolf..." Don't mess with me wolf!