Kozuto had finally seen battle. He always was curious how he would act in the midst of it. When the sphinx falcon was attacking, he noticed out of the corner of his multiple eyes that the dancer seemed to be dancing away. Kozuto himself felt mildly relieved, but his animals felt an incredible surge of newfound strength. "I guess Eleriese's dances are meant for species that are typically Vanda size. Or man, or elf." he thought. The fight seemed over. In the span of a very short time, everyone on the field recollected their efforts and fought away the threat. That he could see from the falcon, and was able to confirm with the nose of the dog. Kozuto opened his eyes, his vision to the creatures fading away, but their presence still remained. They seemed to recognize the shaman's skill with the animals of nature. Sunlight was peering through the cracks of the rock. The body of the scraeth that attacked his shelter was still there, so he had to kick his way out. But first, he placed his hand upon the creature's rigid upper torso, feeling its cold blood heating from the sun. "I wish you did not attack, sister. Both of us were troubled by this skirmish." He bowed his head in respect, then turned away. After doing so, he ran over to the slowly-forming group. "I am in awe!" he said, grinning too much, far too polar from the attitude that he just experienced. "Never before have I seen such incredible skill!" The falcon soared from above, slowing its descent, and landed on Kozuto's armored shoulder. He wore a thin metallic piece of armor over his shoulder so that birds did not pierce the flesh. The hunting dog was busy searching for any sort of edibles there could be nearby. "Now, how is everyone? I've got strong healing remedy for anyone who needs it. And dinner is slowly finding itself," he said rather heartily, gesturing to the dog.