Jake simply nodded and walked over to the barn to examine the scene. The horses, the door and the surrounding area. (Perception + Alertness, 3 + 3) His anger was mounting. Not only did people domesticate animals, making them lose their natural abilities, they then proceeded to lock the poor things up and when something finally happened to them, as it was bound to, people did nothing. Jake enjoyed hunting, but he also respected nature and the spirits of the world, these people did not. The farmer had been distraught about his horses being killed, served him right, if only the animals didn't have to suffer for it to happen. "Wiinuk! Hegiinuk." He let out as he and Carson saw the scene inside.
Jake quickly grabs Carson's shoulder. "I'll go track the thing, I'm better at tracking." He quickly stated before adding. "You seem to be better with... people." and glanced in the direction of the farmhouse.
"I only think the farmer would feel better if he came out here and saw you rather than me." Jake replied nonchalantly. If Carson was eager to go out halfcocked to do some werewolf hunting, that was no skin of his nose. He didn't want to be the one left behind with the farmer however.