Board Thread:Hidden Leaf Village/@comment-35560612-20191126142131

“You need to make a delivery for me. I’m swamped with all these weapons as is Madoka. You can handle it, you’re as strong as a god damn man for some reason..” her father gazed over at her with his usual stern look as he handed her a slip of paper that was covered in soot. Madoka could always see the hint of disappointment whenever they made eye contact. She was the daughter he never wanted, he wanted a son; and having two daughters was a thorn in his backside. It’s not like he couldn’t try again, even their mother said once you have the same gender more than once, the possibility to have the opposite rises. Madoka took the slip and bowed respectively. “Yes sir, I’ll deliver it right away.” Without another word, she’d pick up the box of heavy weapons and make her way out of her fathers smithy, trying to ignore his grumbling as he started forming another piece of iron with his hammer.

Madoka took in a deep breath of fresh air and let it out as she shifted the weight of the box. Hearing the weapons clank together, made her grin. She loved the sound of fresh weapons! The box was heavy, but she could manage dropping them off at her destination with ease...she hoped. Leaving her compound she’d make her way to the village, nodding at familiar faces since she couldn’t necessarily wave as she made her way to a loyal customers shop that was, get this, on the other side of the village. 