in a dimly lit room with wooden floors and a small shelf, a muscular man with a thick beard and brown hair sits cross-legged, carrying his small paws and a backpack. His skin is a rich chestnut brown, and his body is intricately detailed with veins and wrinkles. He wears a long, curly brown collar and carries a briefcase in his hand. The room is filled with the sounds of chirping birds, rustling leaves, and the occasional rush of pages of rustling leaves.