Board Thread:Hidden Leaf Village/@comment-44317852-20191124222402/@comment-35560612-20191130055626

The smell of a furnace and melting iron would fill the air as they stepped foot into the compound. Madoka’s father would be known as the local smithy. Madoka would be with her father shaping a piece of hot steel into a blade when the Uchiha knocked on her front door, causing her sister to greet the two shinobi would a tired face. Looking them over, she’d point over to the smithy. “Madoka.” She’d say before shutting the doors in their faces. Brat.

Once they made their way to the smithy, her father, Hoshin Sarutobi. “Madoka, go see what they want.” He’d mutter, not bothering to look up from the blade he was making. Nodding, she’d make her way over to the y’all Uchiha and Kaoru; she remembered her from the training academy. “Are you my new Sensei?” She’d ask cheerfully, her smile looking as if it could light up a room. Madoka looked a little disheveled from working in the heat as sweat was visible on her brows.