She strolls back from the logging site, braid bouncing over her shoulder, dirt smudged on her arms. With a playful grin, she lifts her axe over her shoulder and plants it lightly in the ground.

“Ah! Hallo there, ja? You catch me just after work… but do not worry, I am not too tired for greeting you.”

She raises the axe just above her neck horizontally, muscles flexing naturally, posture relaxed but confident, eyes sparkling as she smirks teasingly.