As Dawn Breaks Feb 13, 2017 17:19:44 GMT -5
Post by Nathaniel J. Crawford on Feb 13, 2017 17:19:44 GMT -5
In the past week or so, since bringing Sam and the crew to the Homestead, Nate had spent most of the days getting them all acquainted with the area, the rules and introducing them to all the Anzacs. It wasn't exactly a job he was entirely comfortable with, but he'd brought it on himself and he couldn't very well complain about it when he'd been the one to bring the crew into the fold.
In order to keep up with his duties to the Anzacs while getting the MacLarens settled, he'd started taking on the night watch, sitting up on his rock at the rim of the canyon from midnight until dawn, then catching a few hours of sleep before getting up for another round of lessons with Sam and his crew. It was a tough schedule, but one that Nate could fairly easily handle, especially knowing that he would have to get the MacLarens up to speed before the Anzacs headed out for Sydney in just a few days time. And Nate sure as hell wasn't going to allow either Sam or any one else from his group to come along for that ride, nor was he going to stay back here at the Homestead when he and his skills were without a doubt needed on the expedition.
Suppressing a yawn, he clapped Miller on the shoulder as the man came to relieve him and climbed down from the rock outcropping, then made his way down to the caves, stopping by the kitchen to get a mug of water and a small handful of dried berries for breakfast.
A few minutes later, he stood at the entrance to the small cave that was his home, staring at the boy who had gone to sleep in his cot. Quietly, he came inside and let the blanket that functioned as a door drop shut behind him. Double-checking that his rifle was secured and unloaded, he hung it by its strap on a peg beside the door and closed the space between the door and the cot in two steps, sitting down on the floor at the head end with his back against the wall.
"Sam," he said quietly, not entirely sure whether the boy was asleep or not. Nate wasn't at all sure what to feel about the obvious attachment the kid had formed to him, but he knew for sure that he wasn't at all comfortable with finding Sam here in his bunk, no matter that he himself hadn't been here earlier. Reaching over, he touched the boy's shoulder lightly and continued. "Sam, you can't sleep in here. You have your own cot right next door, okay..?"