It's dark.
Pitch black within the relm of the forest, silent and erie. You're illuminated by the bright symbol above your head, a torch cutting into the heaviness. As you move wordlessly through the forest it seems that no other is awake, no other glow to inform you of any other presence. Suddenly above you a quiet woosh. Did you imagine it? No, you know you didn't because despite the black you detect movement and the air moves past your ears, following something overhead.
Curious, you follow despite how quickly the thing seems to have disappeared. You break into a gallop, churning up grass and debris noisily as you give chase. You have a feeling it is still close, but no other noise or shape indicates this.
Soon you slow, stopping to a idling walk and then you see it, a sharp emerald in the bleak darkness before you but only small, maybe the size of two marbles.
Then you realise that no, it's because you're far away. nearing you realise whatever it was is tucked within the bottom of a hollow tree. curiously you investigate only to be met with sudden hisses and ruffled feathers among those deep emerald orbs--no--eyes.
An eagle owl. A very big eagle owl, and you've disturbed her feast.