Morgan usually, when training, focused on matters of strength. Combat had been her primary work for years, after all, and she enjoyed the easy display of progress that came from it, the way she could see her muscles grow and power increase over time, her ability with her weapons increasing over the years until she could truly say she had mastered them.
Recently though, she'd thought it might be a good idea to work on her other skills as well. She knew that she was good at durability, could walk for miles up mountains at a steady pace and not falter; the one area where she truly needed improvement was agility. Speed and movement in the moment, instinctual and quick dodging and jumping. It was as much a part of combat as anything else, but had not as of yet been her driving motivation.
Leaving her cloak at the Palace but still dressing warmly (she was hoping to work up a sweat, but this was still Halo), she jogged through the streets, trying to build up an ability to keep up a decent speed before she mixed in more daring moves. On her way down the main street of Snowcloak she saw Deimos; he was recovering from his illness, but Morgan thought he might like to use his body while he had it, given the chance of a relapse once his week was through.
"Deimos!" She called, stopping by him and catching her breath. "Would you...like to run...with me? I'm looping back around to the palace. Might be...might be a good way for you to exercise, after your time incapacitated."
