They went around the team, and even though no one really explained what they could do, at least everyone revealed something that could be useful, except the Nathaniel-guy... But that shouldn’t matter much as long as the rest of the team was somewhat honest about their skills. Lots of offensive force in the team. No medic, which was a shame. In the desert you always brought a medic, they were key to a successful operation then the environment was out to get you. Three people with swords in the team, that was good, they should look really intimidating with that sort of weaponry. 

Ayane noticed how all eyes were turned on her. She’d opened the discussion, and yet had not revealed anything herself. She could almost feel the questioning minds of her new comrades. She touched her summoning scrolls, wondering if she should summon one of her dolls, or would that reveal too much. The Kazekage was always so strict with preserving the secrets of the sand. “Good, then we know a little something about each other…” She started, and then her eyes widened and her back suddenly straightened, like she remembered something. 
“Excuse me” she said carefully as she made her way to the edge of the rock formation and peered out. 
Once again the felt the questions from her team mates burning in the back of her head.
“I need to go to the...” She hesitated, and continued with a whisper “The little girls room”.

“I’ll be fine, I’ll just sneak behind that tree over there and be back here before you know it.”
Said and done, she left the safety of the rocks and made her way over to the designated tree/bathroom and disappeared into a flurry of green leaves and branches. For some reason, someone, somewhere had decided that all girls should pee in pairs (at least). Ayane had never figured out why. Sure you could talk, but talking while peeing was uncomfortable at best... 

After the better part of a minute the head that was closely associated with Makashi Ayane peered out of the bushes and looked around for intruders or enemies of any sort. Behind her came a hand that was most certainly not hers. It snaked around her head and grabbed her across her mouth, only a tiny yelp escaped before she was dragged into the bush. Less than a second she emerged one more, held floating above the ground by a man. He was roughly two heads taller than her, but more than three times wider, and very strong looking. He wore simple pants and a ragged blue shirt. His face was a bearded mess, his arms was also covered in hair. 

“Look what we have here” He said, and was backed up by laugher. Two more figures emerged from the bushes. One another man, dressed in a black robe that covered his body, tiny man, like a child. One woman in an exquisite purple kimono featuring pink sakura, her hair was long and well groomed. Long story short, she looked like she’d just stepped right out of a city street, not a dirty bush in the forest of death. Neither bore forehead protectors or symbols of any kind. 
“Don't even think about it!” Thundered the tiny man when he noticed the swords. “One move and she gets it”.
“Idiot!” The woman snapped “That’s the whole point!” 

Ayane tried her best to wriggle out of the big man’s arms, but he was too strong for her to have a chance. Arms swinging as much as she could, legs kicking furiously at his legs, she was helpless. 
“Let’s get started with this one then.” Said the burly man, shifted his grip and swiftly put pressure on Ayane’s neck, with a loud [i]CRACK![/i] her head was turned almost the full way around, her wide open eyes stared into his for a second before he threw her lifeless body on the ground and stomped down on her chest hard. [i]CRACK![/i]