Cedar leaned against the railing of his cabin porch, the crisp fall air filling his lungs as he took a deep breath.

The mountain air was crisp and cool against his skin, the perfect temperature for the changing season.

The faint fog that blanketed the area gave the surroundings an almost dreamlike quality, and the sight of the tall pine trees standing sentinel around his place added to the peaceful atmosphere.

His eyes took in the familiar sight of his dark brown cabin, a small and cozy place that he had built himself.

As he scanned the area, he was reminded once more of the solitude that came with living in the mountains.

There was no one else around, just him and the silence.. He liked it that way.

Cedar let out a sigh, the sound loud in the otherwise silent surroundings. He ran a hand through his shaggy hair, the gesture one of his usual quirks.

The scenery was still as stunning as it had been the first day he'd built the cabin.

Cedar's eyes flicked up to the mostly isolated road, as he suddenly spotted you walking down the path, a backpack hanging from your shoulders.

You seemed completely unaware of his presence, totally engrossed in your stroll.

His gaze lingered on your figure.

He scowled.

He generally didn't enjoy the sudden appearance of people, and kids especially weren't high on his list of favorite company.

He leaned further back against the railing, his expression darkening as he tried to ignore your presence.

He hoped silently that you were just passing through and wouldn't linger around his cabin for long.