[Training] collected scars

Cordelia was... Bored. Honestly. A bit of a new thing for her. There wasn't much to do. Not many places to go. Halo had shifted into that time of year where it kept her inhabitants dormant. She couldn't even properly hunt. It left her anxious and antsy. She knew there were things to do. A regional quest to complete. Stores to fill. Arrows to craft. Yet none of that held her attention right now. Not in the way that they should. Her muscles ached to work and that's how she found herself wandering. At first intent on going to the barracks, knowing that the soldiers were almost always willing to spar, but she found it rather empty. Which led her back to the streets. It was climbing day. Many of the bodies on the wall she didn't recognize, but it was hard to miss the familiar and large form of Deimos. "Oi! General! Best watch yourself!" The hunter calls out to her friend, already seeing the loosened and falling ice from the edge above, watching as it went straight towards Deimos's head. Cordelia Limore 'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run