Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161204213625/@comment-30269418-20161205013714

Rena had been walking Dog on the main street when the commotion started. She'd been pushed all around, not too keen on any of the raging members of the crowd before being pushed out into the street. She had barely been paying attention to the scene around her because of her restlessness; even if she didn't remember, the Hikari were still her blood and her blood was restless. The blood would always remember its lineage even if the owner had no memory themselves. She'd been on edge for a good few hours.

Her hand slipped from Dog's leash and he darted off. She reached after him, but

heard the scream of a woman. Of course, as she reached, another hand seemed to grasp hers momentarily, but there was nothing there. A little shocked by the physical feeling, but nobody being nowhere close to her hand, she shook it off. In that second it felt like the grasp of the hand slipped away as she turned her head to the screaming.

Rena quickly stood to her feet, staring at the scene before her and brushing the dirt off of her knees. She gazed at the situation; a black-haired girl was yelling at a blue-haired boy in shackles. Purple blood dripped form her knees and Rena felt an unfathomable feeling of loss; simply looking at these people and hearing the girl's words made her feel like she had lost something herself.

Sadly, she had, and she didn't even know it.

She stepped towards the scene and despite being only a genin, she breathed and let out a, "Hey. This guy here... he's in shackles, isn't he? It seems like he's having a bad day. You seem to be yelling about some heavy stuff but maybe now isn't the best time to do so. Perhaps you should wait until you can have a moment alone...?" Her eyes flickered around the scene to the many people surrounding the area. Despite her air-headedness, and inability to focus on more than one thing at a time, she knew that it wasn't a good idea to create a scene like that. She hoped that the black-haired girl would leave the blue-haired boy alone for a while because he really looked like he wasn't having a good day. She wasn't anyone to speak in this sort of situation, but her current aloofness was not her fault. A small shiver passed through her, a current of random thoughts generalizing what may happen next. She only hoped that whatever it was would be friendly... there was enough fighting going on outside of Konoha that there didn't need to be fighting within it.