Day 44, Season Summer, 501 AV
"Come on, Nathaniel, catch up now," Anton shouted, as Nate ran around the outside of the gates in small circles and figure-8s. He had been excited to finally get out of the city; up until this point Nate had only ever watched his father's retreating back as he went to get food and pelts from the Bronze Wood that was near the Fortress City. He didn't understand much of what was happening; after all, he was only a child. But what he did understand was that after several weeks of his father teaching him how to properly hold and fire a bow, he was finally bringing him on a real, live hunt.
As Nate bounded on over to his father, rolling his eyes at the man's stern expression, he grinned up at him and asked, "What's the rush, dad? We're just going into the woods for a little while, right?" He imagined grand adventures in the woods, full of beasts that his father would valiantly slay, his kukri flashing in the midday sun as the arrows sang from his bow, crescendoing into an image of his father, proudly standing atop many slain beasts, with Nate by his side, grinning widely.
Anton just laughed. "Yes, Nathaniel," he admitted, "but we are not going very deep into the woods. You must never underestimate the dangers of the wilds; it is always-"
Nate just rolled his eyes again, mostly tuning out his father's lesson. After all, his dad was here, what could go wrong? His father had always come home with exciting stories about how the hunt had gone that day, regaling Nate with tales of derring do. The girls were far too young to understand, they just knew daddy went out and came home with food. But Nate had always been excited by the grand adventures, and now today, he was on one!
"So when do we get there?!" he whined, interrupting what Anton was saying. They'd been walking the path to the Bronze Wood for not much longer than a few chimes, and already Nate was bored. This wasn't hunting, this was walking he thought, as he pouted and crossed his arms. Walking was boring! Where was the action? Where was the adventure?!
Anton placed a calming hand on Nate's shoulder. "Nathaniel, I know you're excited to be here, but try to stay calm," he cautioned. "The beasts out here are very dangerous, and out in the woods, everything is trying to eat you. Even the insects." Anton took a moment, and raised an eyebrow. "Especially the insects," he added.
Nate sighed. He'd heard that cautionary tale before, and it never failed to bore him to tears. Yadda, yadda, danger. Yes, yes, he knew. It was like his dad thought he was stupid or something. It wasn't that Nate thought the forests were safe, but he had the child-like certainty that his father would be able to handle anything that came their way. After all, he'd done this for so many years, surely he'd know what to do!
"So when do we hunt a tiger?" he asked, almost hopping up and down as he walked beside Anton. "O-or, maybe a wolf? Or oooh, how about a bear?!"
Anton grinned at Nate's exuberance but stopped, and fixed his son with a level stare. "Son, son calm down a tick..." When Nate wouldn't stop bouncing, Anton's voice got just a little bit more firm. "Nathaniel Deveraux," he intoned, using Nate's full name. Nate instantly stopped. His father never used his full name unless it was something serious.
"What is it, dad?" he asked in a small voice, fully expecting to get scolded for being overly excited. But he couldn't help being excited about this! It was his first time out here! Anton just smiled slightly, pulling his son into a light embrace.
"Someday, we may very well hunt those dangerous beasts," he promised, "but today we hunt rabbit and, if we're lucky, deer. I'll show you how to track your quarry and, maybe later, how to use this."
Anton took out his father's father's kukri, the blade still as bright and sharp as the day it was forged. The heirloom had been passed down the male heirs of their family since as long as Anton had known there to be male heirs. Nate's eyes grew wide as saucers as he saw the blade. His father was going to show him how to use this?! But he never even let Nate touch his kukri before! Always said it was too dangerous! Today must be a special day, for that rule to finally be rescinded.
Nate just nodded dumbly, a huge grin on his face at the prospect of what was going to happen today. He'd totally be telling this story to mom and the girls. They were going to be so jealous! Anton nodded in response, returning the kukri to its place in his belt, Anton stood and waved for Nate to catch up. Pretty soon the formidable trees of the Bronze Wood loomed into view. Anton's face grew serious as he considered how to teach the easier hunting methods to his son. Nate just continued to grin.
This was gonna be the best day ever.