Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20160415235006/@comment-24344154-20160416060039

Upon receiving the letter Kuin had gathered her things, packing her pouches with her usual kit; 5 Kunai, 10 Shuriken, 2 smoke bombs and 2 paper bombs as well as her usual bottle of small medicinal pills and her trench knives placed on top. She slept well that night, dreams full of wild adventures with a team she had never met. What were they like she wondered? They were probably tough and willing bust through anything, or maybe they were cunning, devising tricks and traps for their enemies. Morning came and like always Kuin woke at 7am, wolfing down a hearty breakfast and by 8 she was dashing through the door of her family’s small home.

She arrived last it seemed but still early with a good ten minutes to spare before 8:30. Kuin stopped at the gates of the training grounds, her eyes falling on her team members, she felt a wave of anxiety wash over her as she approached. Kuin was a member of the Senju clan, she had long flowing white hair that was loosely tied back and piercing green eyes that tried their hardest to see everything. Though the most noticeable thing about her was her build; Kuin was ill and it caused her to be sickly pale with dark lines around her eyes and her body to be unhealthily slim. She wore a black sleeveless top that left her midriff exposed which in turn made her ribs visible. Black arm warmers covered her arms and she wore standard black shinobi pants and sandals. Her pouches were tied around her legs and her twin trench knives strapped to her lower back. She stopped a few meters from the women and waved.

“Mornin’ I guess I’m the new member for your team; Kuin Senju, let’s get along yeah?” Her voice was like honey for ones ears and carried a sense of happy go lucky attitude