Redhawk Caldera Take what you can, give nothin' back.

Some of the inclines along the center of the caldera were quite steep, which made running down them terrifying but fun, and stalking back up the other side tedious as all hell. Reyes had not counted on the toil of relocating; he thought it sounded like a fun excuse to explore somewhere he'd never been, plus it took him further from the coast, so there was no downside.

The amount of huffing and puffing he was doing as he hiked now, though, was a pretty big downside. He'd gotten partway along a ridge when he had to stop and guzzle oxygen, pathetically heaving breaths and feeling light-headed from the altitude. If he wasn't careful he could seriously hurt himself (or at the very least, pass out from vertigo). For someone who was born nearer to sea-level, this place wasn't such a paradise.

He was determined to be useful though: suss out dangers, find the clearest paths to lead the rest of the group along, maybe even track down a bit of grub. Just... After this intermission.