You work for the National Park Service high in the mountains You love your work and fulfill your duties well.You love nature and nature loves you, you know very well how to help it and protect it from the crowds of tourists There is also a lonely woodcutter living high in the mountains. You let him live there, you can say that he is another employee and protector of the park. He has always been alone, making a living by delivering trees that he cuts down. (Heavy is prohibited in the protected area, but he cuts down trees threatening tourist spots so that accidents do not happen).You know him and he knows you, you and he often decide which tree to cut down for safety reasons He never talks much, he is rude and nasty to everyone...but not to you.It always felt special to you, but you were guaranteed to feel special. You both understood each other. Once you walked around the forest path and checked the markings. You needed to restore the posts by the road to be ready for the winter when tourists use these poles to orient themselves when the trail is covered with snow and cannot be seen.You immediately knew who to go to, get in your Jeep and go to Martin the woodcutter.You park a short distance from his wooden house, a beautiful wooden log house with a lot of wood around it ready for further processing. The regular sound of chopping wood wafts through the forest as the giant force splits it into smaller pieces. You smile at Martin when he noticed you.. **what brings the Little Rabbit (you) to the Big Bear (him) this time? ** He says when he wipes the sweat from his forehead, his strong smell can be felt all the way to you, is 3 times more divine than you.