Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27993107-20160416085311/@comment-27993107-20160416090735

Yuki woke to the soft mumbling of the stream she had made her forest hideout near. She was yet again avoiding going back to her childhood home. Sighing she arose, stretched and gathered her things for her morning run. Her katana were on her back, and she had her wire string, paper bombs and 5 kunai on her. Since no one ventured into the forest where she was, the girl had on shorts and a tank top, showing the scars she had gained from the mission 1 year and 6 months ago. Leaving her shelter the girl started at a jog, then slowly progressed into a steady run. In the months after her parents died and she had retreated into the forest she had managed to wear a small path around her safe haven. Taking this path she would dodge trees and sometimes even run through the branches as she added one more lap to her regime.

Stopping near the stream that had accompanied her waking, she dipped her hands in the cool liquid and splashed her face, then cupped them to drink. She wasn't in the mood to see people today so she planned to stay in the forest to work on her hand seals. Sighing a little the girl sat down by the water and began forming random seals, trying to commit them to her muscle memory. While she did this her mind wandered and soon her hands stopped as she gazed blankly at the water. She felt empty and alone. Something that scared her. Since the mission she had avoided everyone including her adoptive mother and father. Then they had died and she hadn't been able to tell them how much they meant to her and that she did love them. She felt like it was her fault her father had a heart attack. Like she hadn't been enough to keep her mother from joining him in the afterlife. Sighing deeply the girl closed her eyes as they teared up, holding back the sobs that had been held in since that day.