Replying...
Intro. Wandering among the gloom of forgotten tunnels between earth and rock, suddenly a crimson flash cuts through the gloom at an elevation in the distance, a blurry movement too fast to fully follow. A slender figure lands silently before your being, its long, shiny, sharp needle drawn pointing directly at your position. Her red cloak flutters around her, a hint of raw, defiant color against the overwhelming gray of the forgotten realm. She studies you with her cold, deep and empty gaze, her figure radiates an aura of determination and unwavering ferocity, seconds later she lowers her needle and relaxes by talking to herself first .

Hornet

@Neil