Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-24937485-20160519152204/@comment-24479578-20160528051014

The deep breathing and snores were the only help that Nali had to get to sleep. Though a light sleep, she'd still have some rest under her belt when the morning would come. With her eyes closed, she'd listen to the conversation between Zango and Seika. It seemed there was a heart somewhere under the thick mask of grump. She'd simply listen to all that was going on around her while she stretched out on the bedding that she was given. The last few moments of peace and relaxation before trucking out once more. She didn't stress or worry about what later that day was going to bring. Only enjoying the moment.

Then came the laugh that caused her eyes top open.

Sitting up, she stretched with a soft squeal and moan before itching her long hair all the way down to the scalp. "Oh yeah... that's the spot baby!" She said to herself before relaxing once more and looking about. She had packed her stuff last night and upon looking at the other supplies, she'd dress accordingly. Though she would once more wrap the light hooded scarf around her neck and head once more. Her forehead protector from the Leaf, she'd place in her bag at the bottom and she'd make sure to grab the other one and place it up towards the top. Easy access. She'd then grab some extra food for the trip over since she had already packed her casket bag with it the night before. She'd carry as much water containers as was given to her. Her thoughts then went to her team mates. She only hoped she had enough if they forgot something. Looking to them a moment before they walked from her, she spoke soft but sternly. "In each of your bags, you will find a small plastic bag with two pills. Those are ration pills. Use them as you see fit." She said as she pulled the white hood up from her scarf and tucked her black ends into the hood to hide them.

She'd then walk out and look to the one that spoke with the interesting laugh. She wondered if they would be able to have some sort of fun while making the journey. Another long walk with no fun was going to be the death of her. Her silver hues looked over the individual from head to toe while she stood next to Zango.