"Ok ... " I walked over and saw him rubbing his eyes, I could only try to guess what had put him like that.

"What do you want to do little boy?" he stood up not caring that she could see his face.

"Let's go to dinner, there's steamed meat today."

"Oh! did your sister accompany your father again?"

"Yup, he keeps teaching her how to hunt."

"Don't worry little Oz, your time will come."

"Ok..." At that moment I felt disappointed in my family's lack of attention, not just for me, but for my grandfather.

"Ugh!" There would be no better way to describe the pain I felt than a stampede.

"Aw brother, I've been waking you up a lot lately, why don't you sleep more?"

"I'm busy being awake by my thoughts, not that you've heard of that before Eve."

"Uh-huh, whatever, are you coming to breakfast or not?"

"Right away." I'd get ready as usual, another normal day, only with the fact that on that day, it was the beginning of a deception before my family, an illusion that I would have to show them.

"Ready for your first official day of work Oz?" my father as usual, found himself eating rations uncontrollably, but still his excitement filled the kitchen.

"Not much ... although I could use some tips on how to wake up Uncle Miles." I had to be careful not to blurt out too much information. Otherwise I would have said everything.

"Uhm ... well I can't think of much, you can try putting spices in his nose."

"Honey, what are you trying to get Oz to do to your brother?"

"Nothing at all, don't mind that Lean." Despite his denial my father tossed me a bottle of his spices, they were black chili peppers that grew in the winter.

So as not to give him away, I hid them in my boot and left the house before he started another conversation.

"Oz! wait for me!" my sister followed behind me, she was prepared to hunt, but what she missed was her quiver.

"You ran out of arrows again?" it wasn't an unusual event, but the speed with which Eve hunted was going to endanger the forest population someday.

"It's not my fault, I lost a few when the bowstring broke."

"Are you going with Uncle Miles or to the central market?" Normally my sister couldn't afford the arrows Uncle Miles made, but around the time the snow was starting to fall, several nobles were asking for arrows for hunting competitions, so the workshop ended up with an excess.

"I might ask Uncle Miles for a few."

"You know you have to be careful with those, the edge is nothing with the ones you normally use."

"It's not the first time I've used them don't worry."

Her attempt to demonstrate her ability only served to increase my anxiety. Because the real reason why Uncle Miles always had an excess of arrows was that when he got excited about making them, he ended up with arrows that were too sharp for a simple competition, or even made arrows of high noble quality.

"Well, I'll just have to trust you sister."

"Of course you will, and how do you wake up uncle?" Without realizing it we had already arrived at the workshop, I had not noticed it because the aroma of the forge was not in the air, it was turned off.

"Wait here, I'm going to open the door."

For as long as I could remember, the forge in the workshop had never been off, I needed to know if something had happened. The only thing I could think of was that uncle wasn't there, because I didn't want to think otherwise.

"Oz, wait!..." Without listening to all of my sister's response, I went to the back of the shop, and entered through the window. there was no noise but my breathing.

In this situation I didn't know what to do to find uncle, I walked through the whole area of the workshop without the presence of another person, at that moment I remembered my grandfather's first story, 'The hunter searched for food with the senses of an animal, not only relied on his ear.' It was the story of [The Winter Hunter], it was the first one I could train with uncle, without wasting time, I sat in the center of the workshop.

I closed my eyes and focused on breathing, after a while the sound of my body was minimal, I breathed hard and quietly, and touched the floor with my outstretched hands. As my mastery at the moment it was necessary to be still for that, but if I trained more I could do it walking.

Seconds passed when I felt uncle's scent and breathing, I stood up and ran to the forge, it was closed, I hit it and heard screams from inside.

"Uncle did you get in there by yourself?!"

"Hehehe, well Oz there's a funny story behind this."

" Keep it!" Without regret I threw a kick at the forge and the door swung open.

While uncle Miles was trying to get out of the forge, I went to open the door only to find another problem.

"Have you stopped playing already?" my sister was a bit upset apparently, her things were on one side and she looked like she had fallen down a mountain.

"What happened while I was inside?"

"Oh, nothing really, I just tried to climb out the window and fell into a bush, thanks for leaving me alone by the way."