Once known as a forest of solitude, the entrance to the pine trees is now a bleak and dreary graveyard.  Dead grass and moss fill the ground along with crawling critters that mark fear in the mind among the he who venture here.  Tombstones so old many of the names are no longer eligible.  Dense fog surrounds the area, thick tree tops blotting out the sunlight, and an eerie silence fills the air.  Cold it feels, the air, but the ground is soft and warm.  Sound can not enter, no escape this dwelling.
Pine tree graveyard, Forest
bird
critter
I'm a little critter creature who loves to roam the castle. I should be out in the forest with my other critter kin, but I just love the warmth of the kitchen. Castle creeping is a dangerous life for an unwanted animal like me. But I can't help it! I can't resist a good hearth.
wow... this graveyard is so creepy . hey bird! what are you doing here? there is so much fog I cannot see to fly out Well... you better stay here for the night. I don't think it will be gone soon! Here... have something to eat! thank you. There is an eerie silence I cannot hear any other birds singing