The Osprey silently walks through the forest, grinning to herself a little. Finally, a challenge. She hadn’t had one, before yesterday, in a while. She’d never been very fond of nature so she’d avoided it like the plague but if it will get her to her destination quicker, than it couldn’t be helped. She glances around for a target, anything, animal, human. She always tried to keep shooting something so her skills wouldn’t rust.