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
mage
wolves
I am a great grey wolf. I am the leader of my pack. I howl at the full moon.
Why should I? This Wolf is clearly not well read! And soon shall find himself dead! Wolves can't read you fool.  Wolves can do nothing with arrows, give these magic arrows back, or I shall turn you into a crab! Why are you so angry? I'm just a wolf trying to make my way through the forest which is my home? You have come onto the drawbridge to my castle, I care not about your life in the forest. So what will it take for me to pass? You must prove to me that you are no normal wolf for this is no normal castle. Well how many wolves do you know that give hugs? This will not due, for there are many hugging wolves in this sanctuary, what else do you have? Well I have your arrows now. What do you think of that? I'm not interested in your kind.