A long, slender figure dressed in a black coat and fur gazes intently at a towering treetop in the heart of a dense forest. As the steam rising from the ground, a small sapling and a group of miniature birds perch on the branches, chirping melodiously. The scene is alive with the sounds of the woods in the distance, their wings beating in unison with each passing moment. The figure's face is contorted in a deep, ethereal gaze, as it contemplates the world beyond him. The forest is alive with the sounds of birds, singing a tune that fills the forest floor with a purr. The air is thick with the scent of pine, as the birds sing melodiously. Suddenly, a small bird's chirp ripples through the trees, its chirp echoing through the trees. Its eyes glimmer softly, and its beak seems to be open to the peaceful moment.