After a few years after that experience, the boy gets up and then sits up upon his bed with the feeling of drag in his eyes, like he doesn't want to get up.

Standing up and grabbing his spear, getting some food from the forest was a small bit easier. He takes a quick look at the lake in front of him and then is distracted from what he was doing. Throwing his spear into the water into the water he catches a fish, years of spearfishing lets him do this with ease.

Quickly after snapping out of the trance, he goes inside prepares the fish something he has been doing for a part of his life now. He lets it hang outside so it can dry and he can cook it. 

He goes back to the lake laying down after a few minutes of laying there he hears a noise he quickly gets into a defensive stance and discovers the white wolf standing there looking at the fish that the boy put up.

"Huh, hungry aren't you?"