Thomas had awoken before dark as usual. He studied the beasts coming for them. The one that Eir he could have easily shot before it got close but he needed to see it up close. He climbed on top of the carriage and found a decent spot to make his stand. "Everyone coral them into groups as much as possible, the bigger the better. My explosive arrows should be strong enough to kill them immediately, but my supply is limited." He pulled out a broadhead arrow and sent into the canine's head killing it immediately. Where ever they were going to resupply he hoped they carried arrows, and not just shitty hunting arrows.