Redhawk Caldera Do not approach the hooded figures {j}

Tempest was distracted for a moment by the blood as Elwood had been, still trying to pinpoint the scent to the memory surfacing in her mind. She was snapped out of her concentration when the male spoke.
"What exactly are your skills, Tempest?"

Tempest did not hesitate for long before answering "I am swift and sly, and therefore great at hunting. As for my fighting skills...I have yet to use them." She gave a small smile at the end of her short speech, hoping it would be enough.