As their brothers left for the armory, Luna headed back to her room, changing from her robe to a black, hooded shirt, a pair of black leggings and black cloth boots. Once dressed, she headed to the armory.

"So much like your mothers." she rolled her eyes at her brothers before donning her own armor.

It was simple armor, a breastplate with a leaf at the top of the chest, a pair of long greaves with vine-like designs trailing down each side and a pair of gauntlets, the left gauntlet having a gold stone with a vine design around it.

Looking at the men, she donned her helmet, the leaf-like crown around the top sticking out slightly. Through the eye hole, she looked around the room.

"Mother did always have a sense of practicality and personification." she mumbled to herself, looking at the gem on her left hand.