skeleton on a chopper mounted with a wolf head hockey puck

The white skeleton revved up his big fancy chopper, the roar of the engine echoing through the dark green forest. His bone napsak, adorned with delicate flowers, hung from his back as he took off down the winding trail thoug the bush. The full moon guided his way as he rode through the night, his wolf skull helmet protecting his bony head. The wind whipped through his bones as he speeds past trees and glided over hills. He was a sight to behold, this skeleton on a chopper, his flowers and bones creating an unusual contrast. But to him, it was just another night ride through the mysterious woods.Finally, after a long and arduous quest, the skeleton arrived at a place where souls converged. Surrounded by shimmering stars and an ethereal mist, he realised his purpose: to guide lost souls to the realm of peace.