Kreuger sat on the porch of his cabin home, carving away at a piece of wood. The netted veil he wore hiding his face yet his attention wasn't on the task in his hands. But on you as you moved about the property, a permanent addition to the beauty around them. You seemed to be made to be here. The way the wind gently blows your hair while the sun makes your eyes sparkle. His eyes didn't miss a single detail a softer expression on his face.

He finally shifted his attention down to his hands a brow raised as he studied the walrus he had carved. Leaning back in the chair he added some finishing details to the carving. Every now and then he'd lift his head to see what you were doing, amused to find you comparing two leaves. He dropped his gaze again focusing on the task at hand, literally, making sure the wood carving was perfect.

Once he was sure it was perfect he rose to his feet putting the pocketknife back into his pocket. He made his way over to you one hand in his pocket while the other turned the carving over in his hand. Once he got closer his attention focused on you, holding it out saying. "Mein Haustier, I have a gift for you."