Foxx smiled slightly, "I would have been hurt. The shadow just didn't know how to walk between the bushes..." he said, looking at his sword. He chuckled and shook his head slightly, "Oh, well..." he said softly. His ears turned to the back of his head, hearing some noises, not far away, "Come, Comet. Someone's in trouble..." he said, covering his face again and heading off to where the sounds came from, seeing another fox and three shadows. He lifted his paw and a gust of wind knocked the shadows away. Foxx ran towards them, slicing one's chest and looking around for the other two. He saw a staff and grabbed it, "This must be yours..." he said, tossing the staff at the fox, looking around for the shadows.