Up on the surface way above the labyrinthian undergrounds was a small rudimentary camp set up by a small herd of five, three coursers and two companion pets all huddled together next to a bonfire. The littlest of the Coursers, Czar, was wedged between Winona and Scarlett with his cat Daniel loafing between his front legs and amusingly was being used as a pillow of sorts for the black Courser's head to rest on.

"Maybe we need to focus on getting stronger before we do these harder treks..." Scarlett whispered, no real indicator of which of the other two horses she was speaking to, though she was likely referring to Winona. Winona huffed in agreement, her teeth nibbling away at Czar's neck to clean it of dirt and the such. "On the bright side, you got a new weapon out of that giant skull and with it's size it can cleave through many future obstacles."

Again, another huff from the roan giant. It was good she had an even better way to defend her herd and fend off danger, it was a downside that the weapon was so heavy and big that only Winona herself could wield it without issues. Her osprey was perched on the handle of the cleaver, finding it a great little lookout spot for any approaching movement with his excellent vision, plus he could have a nice old kip on it when needed.

The light of the sun was leaving in the form of a lovely sunset in fullview of the group. It was a nice little sight to witness before they would all take a well needed rest to recover from the nasty gas chamber that took them all out at once. Again. They really aren't beating the disgusting silent but deadly doom cavern anytime soon.