Hill began to live in endlessly repetitive days, always feeling like he was dreaming of the past, working day and night in the wilderness. However, unlike those times, it's much more dangerous now.
Every morning, Hill would walk with Haiweirsen to the cedar sapling forest on the north side of the mountain to release Nature's Blessing.
No matter how careful Hill was, he couldn't avoid the attacks of elemental storms. Just over a mountain, it felt like two completely different worlds.
Although Haiweirsen could shatter most storms, some damage was unavoidable.
Or rather, in Haiweirsen's mind, those residual winds couldn't even penetrate his fur, so the little cub should also be fine.
The first time Hill got injured, Haiweirsen was almost stunned in place, rarely flustered.
Hill stopped the concerned bear from wanting to shred the wind even more finely, willing to bear that bit of damage.
