it was the cold Night of November, The sounds of Chainsaw echoed through the forest before followed by a loud Crash of a tree falling

Greenland lowered his scarf to take in some air, He had been in this forest for some time now since he was running out of fire wood, he got to the to a spot where his materials rest, he then grabbed his axe before going back to the fallen tree. He was about to start cutting when He then saw a figure from afar, was it a person?

"What the-..?"