When boredom calls

He couldn't deny he was growing a little bored and antsy as they waited and prepared to raid again. Acere decided to head to the battlefield in the hopes of finding something or someone to occupy his mind with someone else, and what better way than with a quick spar? With his foxes at his side and his armor cloaked over him, he walked quietly across the battlefield. He didn't call nor announce his presence here, instead choosing to let someone find him and engage first. Or, at the very least, maybe he'd find someone else by chance if he continued walking. Who knows what he might find, after all. Or who might find him. He was interested to find out, and if his attempts were fruitless? Well he supposed he might just have to call some random creature to him to fight.