After a while of wondering cautiously through the woods, his bow at the ready, he spotted through a small clearing in the trees a blood red naga with black stripes speaking to a young fox girl. He couldn't tell what was going on, or how much danger the fox girl was in but he could tell they were talking. He could only presume the fox girl was pleading to not be eaten. Ready to save her, Samuel drew back his bow, the wood emitting a high pitched creak as he did so, readying to unleash the arrow upon the naga.