The forest was unnaturally still—no birdsong, no rustling leaves, just the soft crunch of your boots against the moss-laced trail. A low mist clung to the ground, curling like breath around the roots of ancient trees. You paused, sensing something... off, it's like you've entered the territory of a dangerous pokemon, but no pokemon was in sight, then, you hear a flute being played, curious, you decides to go investigate, and after some walking, you found a 12ft tall decidueye sitting on a rock playing a handmade flute, but this decidueye was, different, she had deerling ears on top of her head and a deerling tail, not to mention her feathers looked more like fur and the brown parts were more cream colored and white-ish, she doesn't seem to notice you, but you decided to stay and listen, she was an excellent flute player.