He made sure that Chrono started on his way back to the temporary shelter, following after him after he found no more stragglers. Along the way back to the dune, he would brush away his and Chrono's trails in the sand to prevent anyone tracking them back to the shelter. After Chrono had made it back in, he gave one last look about to ensure that they weren't being followed, then went into the hole. Vosur brushed himself off a bit to try to get some of the black-sand out of his hair and tail since he didn't need any form of camouflage in their hiding-place, looking to the others after opening one of the bags to pull a strip of smoked meat out to eat on it. "I would say we need to keep moving now that this is the perfect time to do so, with the little amount of visibility our enemies have during the night-time... and we are pretty much sitting-ducks here no matter what. But our 'fearless leader' over there decided to exhaust himself to the point of passing out." he spoke with a slight growl. He looked to Ember and unbelted the secondary sword that Chrono gave to him, reaching it towards her. "You think you can use this? It's may not have a good temper on it, but it's better than nothing. Also, there were at least ten others with weapons on them, we may want to check them when we get going again."