Albert hugged his wife in front of the bonfire he made. Both of their stomachs were full, after eating the animals they had hunted this afternoon. Annabelle welcomed Albert's embrace by snuggling her body in her husband's arms and seeking warmth there. Spending the night in the forest, it turned out to be very cold, Annabelle did not expect it to be this cold. Annabelle's mouth even emitted white smoke every time she spoke.
"Are you feeling cold?" asked Albert.
"Yeah, it feels freezing. This blanket doesn't seem effective enough to warm us up," Annabelle replied.
"Would you like to enter the tent now? It's warmer in there."
"No, I still want to be here. My stomach is still full, I can't sleep with a stomach full of food."
"Okay, it's up to you. So what are we going to do now?"
"Tell me about your first hunting experience? Is it so scary?"
"I went hunting with my Father for the first time. I was 7 years old at the time."
