Kryner agreed with her diagnosis and looked at he horse before pulling out another Rhubarb stalk to get her gently following him along the meadow where the Reindeer didn't even really acknowledge their existence while the continued to feed and graze. Some of the little fawns were cute poking their heads out from around their mother's leg to look up at the new walkers that just minded their way through the smelly herd.<br/><br/>Eventually reaching the other side as the begrudged Carol continued on her way and soon they were out of the little valley forest by around the mid afternoon. Whilst heading through a thin patch of trees Del smelt something horrendously foul like trash marinated in death and then broiled in scum water. Kryner smelt it as well and pulled out his pistols, they were two Colt shaped magazine weapons with little metal ridges carved into the side of the action which stood out but mainly the focus of attention as the big lumbering stink ball Carol whinnied at.<br/><br/>The beast came lumbering through the shrubs. A large Gluttonous Major, or Gluts for short. These big beasts were hungry buggers looking for food, their thick hides and damn near bullet proof skulls proved to be a large problem for hunters. However to their advantage the beasts had horrendous eye sight and mostly went on about finding food with smell and hearing to track down their meals of what ever they could find.<br/>"Hop off Carol, but don't let go of her." Kryner told her as he stared down the beast about fifty yards off from their location.