[Training] [se] now what's in store

Cordelia hadn't seen a real war. The fight against the cannibals had been the only real fighting she knew. That she'd seen first hand. This was completely different, but she trusted Deimos. She knew that he ha experience. He was their general for a reason. "We do what we can." Cordelia echoed his words, dropping her arms back to her sides, grip still tight on her bow. Her head snapped in the direction of the target, watching it sway dangerously, eyes widening slightly at the force of his throw. "I think you've got it..." The hunter huffed with a soft laugh, shaking her head as she drew back her bow one last time, releasing her arrow with deadly accuracy. Satisfied with her progress for the day, dropping her bow once more, drawing in a deep breath. "No, I saw it too." At the other question, Cordelia shook her head, "No, but I think Sah said something about going out to the desert. Is that why?" She'd been a little distracted at the time and couldn't remember. Cordelia Limore 'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run