All Seeing Eyes

Its late November with the sun up high and the snow coming down slow. Hearing the snow beneath his feet being compacted from the weight. Dai was out and about quite some ways from his village. Taking a deep breath he feels the cold rush into his mouth, exhaling seeing his breath in the cold. Having his long, spiky hair keeping his head warm but wearing the normal Konoha attire. "The cold always seemed to be nice." That thought runs through his head as he keeps walking outwards in search of animal tracks to bring back food for his family.