Vox had used the opportunity to take a look around the forge. Winter was coming,and if what the chief had said was true, he would have to preserve as much as he could before it comes. Which means more foraging, and bigger prey. He will need to change to overcome this personal challenge, but he somehow had a feeling the forest would not mind that. He an idea what to do next. But it would require a new tool, but he was not sure what. He was soon lost in thought