Roxy had unpacked her knives. Her collection wasn't huge. Not yet anyway. But she had ten knives that she displayed unless she had a valid reason to carry them. These ten were special knives. Each designed for a specific task. As she hung them Roxy admired her collection. Someday she would have hundreds of different knives to display. With the knives on the wall Roxy stepped back to make sure that they looked the way she wanted them to.