As Blaze approached, Sable tensed and hastily applied cactus juice to her wounds before the rain could wash it away. She stepped back, offering Blaze a terse explanation of what they were doing, "It just started raining; we needed a salve for the wounds I got from cactus spines, and Noah got one in his snout" Despite her reluctance to interact with her, she felt relieved that Blaze had arrived, as she was becoming too attached to Noah. After thanking Noah for his assistance, Sable picked up a fruit from the ground and made her way back to camp. Her leg was still sore, but it felt significantly better than before.

Back at camp she burrowed into a den and silently ate her fruit, wondering how she managed to let this day happen. She decided tomorrow she would wake up a bit early to hunt to make up for the lack of food today. As Sable pondered on her life here in the skulk she listened to the rain, it was rare to happen here in this hot of a climate but it soothed her to sleep.