"Try'n to make some new arrows, lost three of 'em saving your behind the other day. Two that broke from the wolves, and I never found the one that missed the boar the other day. Fuck'n sucks 'cause that was one of my good ones. He muttered at the end, while tapping some rocks together, before looking back at her. "It's important to stock up immediately when you lose somethin' valuable like that." You've got your work cut out for you with this one Rarity. She thought as she winced at his continued profanity.