The blade was razor sharp, honed to perfection. A soft thumb appraised this quality, causing the thumb's owner to smile. The dagger was broad bladed, wide at the tip, with a subtle narrowing all the way to the hilt. It was simple overall, no jewels or embellishments. Cade sat on a log just outside of the commander's tent, waiting for her mysterious 'partner'. In the meantime, the woman was checking her weapons. The dagger in her hand slid back into its sheath with ease, eliciting another smile from the woman. She took pride in her weapons, and the fantastic condition of her armor. She wasn't much of a front line fighter, despite her aptitude for it. She was, after all, a tall, muscled woman, able to carry and wield the dual swords strapped to her hips. She had a strong jaw, a sharp nose, and intense stormy gray eyes. Her hair was deep brown, so much like the feathers of the bird she could shift into. It was cut short for ease of maintenance. No, Cade was a spy. She was excellent at it, at deception, and this was to be her biggest assignment yet. She'd admit...she was excited. Infiltrating the enemy's camp would be challenging, and she was more than ready for it.