Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161124192913/@comment-30269418-20161125010817

Listen & Read

Rena walked down the street; the rain had become heavier than before. A couple of steps away, a familiar fish sat on a bench, lost in thought. Behind the bench there was a tree; a leaf slowly fluttered off of the tree but was then pounded down by rain, falling faster than it wanted to.

She took a step, and a smile crossed her face. "Satoshi." Her voice was loud, clear. She had no umbrella, and was most definetely soaked. "Got an umbrella? I wouldn't mind stealing one from you." She grinned, knowing that he was probably feeling pretty bad.

She wouldn't let her teammate feel down. She'd take all the weight on her shoulders, be the one whose strength was stunted, to bring Satoshi up. He had to get stronger than she was.

But still, she'd bear the burden of not having moved. Not having attacked the Akatsuki despite seeing him take sensei's head from his shoulders. That's the one thing that she and Satoshi did differently; she could have done something. She didn't know if she could have done something to save her sensei but she could have ''tried. ''Even having seen the Akatsuki disappear, she didn't move. She didn't even hear his words, nor did she register the fact that he was there until properly looking back at the memory.

Beyond her resolution to see Satoshi get stronger, there was something else nagging in her mind. She wanted to kill the Akatsuki that had done in her sensei. The vial of blood in her pouch would most likely be as restless as her own blood until his murderer was downed; the filthy fuck who wore a cloak stained with black and red would find himself covered in a mix of red and purple.

Okami seemed like a minor goal when it came to her newest wish of conquest.

She breathed, a lingering smile on her face. It was honest.

But it did hide her thoughts.