After a recent sortie, Cpl Milkbone fast walks back in to the Warren training grounds, hissing catfolk threat display at the first person who tried to address her and went straight to the training yard, where over a period of 15 to 20 minutes she methodically rendered a training dummy in to a pincushion, and most of the rest chopped to pieces. In particular the arrows in the poor wood and straw victim had claw marks carving "shutupshutupshutup" in to them. Then left.

Then came back, and arranged the area around the dummy to be some sort of ritual sacrifice to the tundra, which only led to more questions. Then left again.