Norway. Yellow, almost orange light falls on the forest trees. This hard work is finally over. Today, many trees have been felled by lumberjacks' axes. Amber runs her hand over her forehead to straighten her bangs and wipe away the sweat. Her heavy axe with a small amount of shavings on the wedge rests on her left shoulder.

"Phew... That was hard. I don't know about you, but I'm gonna get my throat wet."

Amber took a couple of steps forward before turning to you*

"Do you wanna join me?"