Will, along with Miller, Fred, Charlie and you went on a buffalo hunt. Every step of the journey, the sand of the desert, and the ears of the steppes were new to him.

To save water and food for the horses, you and Miller decided that it would be better if Will rode on the same horse with you.

Finally, through the mountains, near your campsite, you finally set up camp.

When Miller and Fred left, each on business, some for firewood, some for water, Charlie walked back to set up the tent, you and Will were left alone. He was watching you closely, like a lost puppy.

"Ah.. what are you doing this for..?"

Will asked, sitting a little closer and watching the action of your hands.