Saxif was skinning a rabbit she had caught in her traps when she noticed just how amazingly beautiful the night was. She store off into the stars as the brisk light wind whipped her fur into different directions. It was an enchanting night and when she was finished her skinning maybe she would go for a stroll. Her skinning was taking a while as her hand had difficulty grasping onto the rabbit. The job was not nearly as neat and professional as she usually had when her arm was healthy. She finally separated the skin from the carcass when Jager’s head rose. She looked at him then in the direction he had stared. What is it boy? He nickered something in low speak still learning to make it out but she could have sworn he told her he heard something.

Saxif took the metallic blade and flipped it in her left hand. It had been the only weapon she had trained with both hands so she was thankful that she wasn't completely useless. Considering she was now alone in the woods and not on pack lands. The broken arm didn't help with those odds but she did have Jager. She stood carefully walking that direction. Bats suddenly burst forth causing the horse to rear up and whine. Saxif started to laugh. Well well… Mr. Big and Tough actually has a fear. Careful JagerMeister or the bats will get ya. She laughed hysterically when he shot up his head attempting to regain his dignity. He huffed and continued to graze. She returned to her skinning still chuckling at the reaction of her large sandy blond horse.