what's next

She's fought a bear, she'd fought an absolutely massive man, so what was the battlefield going to throw at her next? She was eager for whoever it was, finding herself lurking in the sands a lot more often than not lately. It was to keep herself busy and to make herself strong again. She wasn't much good use to anyone weak and frail, so regaining her muscle and strength was of the utmost importance to her.

A flock of birds cawed as they suddenly flew upwards from their place off in the distance. Someone must be nearby then! Tipping her head back to call out for this mysterious challenger, she jokingly imagined a moose or maybe even a large cat showing up to take her on. She wouldn't turn down a fight though and was eager to see who would show up. Rolling her shoulders around, Widow stretched as she stood, eventually shaking out her coat to calm her building adrenaline.

"Speech!"