3 The Journey Continues
As I slept and dreamt of my previous life, I was suddenly awoken by my father.
"It's your time for you to take over for nights watch." He spoke before laying against a tree and instantly falling asleep, a benefit of doing this jobs for years I assume. As I stood up, I felt my back crack in more places than one.
'I don't think that's good. Whatever gotta get this over with.'
I sat on a log, and watched as the flames danced and flickered, It looked like a ballerina dancing around a ball room, with elegance. I threw another stick in causing the fire to crackle even more. Looking up I saw the moon it was setting, good, I hate night shifts.
I pulled out the hunting dagger, and inspected it. It was a fine piece of equipment. It glistened under the moonlight while reflecting the dancing flames. I heard the cracking of sticks in the forest, but thought nothing of it as it may have been deer or elk wondering the forest.
My eyes wondered throughout the forest scanning it for anything off, to which I found nothing wrong. I stared looking at the flames as they flickered throwing in sticks when it needed.
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6 hours later:
The Sun was rising bringing a piece of relief to me as my brain was starting to shut down as it was so bored of doing nothing for the whole night.
I stood up and went to wake up my father, Shaking him his eyes instantly opened. Surprising me but not enough to scare me.
"The suns up, I think we can get moving now. " I told him, " Very well, clear up the campfire and put the dirt back in its place. Make sure to stomp on it to make sure its sturdy. "
Hearing him I nodded, I went to put out the fire that was starting to die down. Stomping on it the fire went out. Which allowed me to kick the dirt into the hole and stomp on it to make sure it was sturdy.
Turning around I saw my father, ready to head off. I walk towards him and nodded, showing him that I'm ready to. Walking back on to the main road we saw a caravan with people inside. My father called for them.
"Travelers where are you headed! " My father shouted out.
" We're going to Winterfell, do you wish for a ride. "
"If you would be so kind. "
"Of course, hop on. "
Hearing this me and my father entered the back of the caravan and saw two woman, one older the other younger around 12 years old if I had to say. Sitting down, I looked out the caravan and felt a sudden jolt as the caravan got to moving again.
"We got lucky here, with this we'll be in Winterfell by next week." My father said after he nudged me with his elbow.
Hearing him I nodded, distracted by the environment.
Suddenly, I heard my father speak again.
"Aye, the forests are beautiful here, better than any of those down south. They have small and frail trees that would never survive our winters. " My father spoke with what I would guess is a smile.
"Why don't you head to sleep. you always sleep for long times when you feel like it. Last time you slept a month, your like a bear hibernating sometimes." He whispered to me.
Hearing him, I nodded and leaned on his shoulders before closing my eyes and headed to sleep, maybe I'll wake up when were at Winterfell. As my eyes shut everything went black and the world drew to a silence. The same eerily silence I was in when I woke up in this body.
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A week later:
"Wake up boy." I was suddenly shook.
My eyes open, and blinked in rapid succession needing to adjust to the lights, we had finally arrived in Winterfell, the home of the Starks, Rulers of the north. Getting out the caravan, I dusted down my clothing. My father tapped my shoulders and started walking, causing me to follow after him.
"So who were the people in the Caravan?"
"Traders, people looking to sell some silk to the nobles up north. " He spoke, "They'll make a decent fortune if they aren't robbed by bandits. Nice bunch of people, warmed up to me after 2 hours. "
Nodding at him, We headed to this supposed dog breeder that had the new breed, A gazehound he called it apparently.
Sounds like a greyhound, maybe they'll have some similarities. Walking through the streets of Winterfell is truly a experience, the small vendors popped up here and there. With the massive castle in the backdrop was beautiful, If it was snowing, it may have looked even better.
Walking through the streets, I noticed the foods they looked different, like they weren't as ripe of appetizing however I put that towards the fact that we changed our foods to make them look more appetizing through science and mutation. Walking through the streets was truly a experience that I may never forget.
We finally arrived in front of a home, as we neared we heard a large amount of barking and shouting. My father knocked on the door twice. Waiting a few minutes the doors finally opened.
"We're here for the dog, be quick we must leave for Wolfswood soon. As we need all the daylight there is, after all hunting in the dark is a pain."
"Yes, I understand Jakob, I'll get the dog quick, He's a rowdy one so you must keep him on a tight leash. " The man lectured Jakob on the dogs behaviour.
A few minutes later the man came back with the dog and it was massive, around 5 feet.
"How does it hunt? " My father questioned, " By sight, and it's also a fast one, will catch up to any deer and rabbit you come across, you just got to give the command."
"And that is?" He questioned, "The command is, 'Fetch Him Boy', and you must point at it. It will then give chase and you just have to follow. "
"Simple right" The man spoke once again to which my father just nodded.
The man gave the lead to my father, to which he grabbed and started walking away. To which I quickly followed.
"What are we gonna name it, Father?"
"It is up to you lad, after all he shall be your partner."
"Really, I'll call him Anthony, after all he is priceless. The first of his kind. " I spoke with a smile on my face
"Indeed, the first of his kind," My father smiled. " Anthony, huh , Its got a nice ring to it. You picked a good name son. "
"Thanks, father. "
We continued walking down the streets of Winterfell, this time with a new companion
