Jason was less than a half mile north of the cabin, cutting down a tree with only a splitting maul for fire wood. He was in a kilt and moccasins, no shirt, his traditional garb for his work. He was just about to cut down the tree as he pondered what his new life would be like with the merger. His thoughts drifted to his best friend Savvy, and a gentle smile touched his face. Ever since they were pups, they had been best friends, his massive stature didn't scare her, especially since she watched him grow up. His shyness was crippling, but she was protective of him against the bullies of their elementary school. That same shyness made romantic relationships impossible, he was always too afraid to get close to anyone but Savvy. As his biological family slowly died off, Savvy was the only on to see him cry. He snapped back to reality as he gave a smashing blow to the tree sending it down with a thunderous crash that echoed into the deep woods. He began to chop the wood into more manageable pieces for him to drag back