Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-24937485-20161026160823/@comment-30269418-20161026163552

So annoying. Only a couple days before had she been entirely humiliated and knocked out by the man, whose name she had finally learned; Okami. More than anything her rage was directed at him; her nails dug into the sheets as she sat up, a little worse for wear. It had been a rough few days; a broken jaw and a few cracked ribs were nothing when she hibernated for a week. A scream built in her throat, and she let it out, throwing her pillow at the wall. How could she expect to do anything if she was so useless? Again, she felt the familiar trickle of water down her cheeks. Crying, again. She couldn't understand why and it annoyed her. She wanted to hurt Okami. Maul him, even. Disfigure him beyond all belief.

Standing from her bed, allowing the blanket to slip off her shoulders, she began to get ready for the mission she had been called on to do. For some reason, the name Ieyasu was familiar to her; she couldn't remember from where, though. She shook of the feeling of forgetting something, strapping the small pouch to her waist. She glared at herself in the mirror, and in a fit of rage, she slammed her fist into it, shattering it. The fragments of glass fell to her feet. Failure was not permitted. A failure wasn't worth anything to anyone in this world. Her full intention was currently to destroy anyone in the way; she'd show Okami that he was the sheep and she, the wolf.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, she walked downstairs, greeting the stray dog she kept inside of her empty house. She leaned down and the dog licked her hand, which made a flutter of happiness go through her. It had faded almost as quickly as it had came; she tore open a bag of dog food and dumped it on the floor. The dog sniffed at it, then looked up at her, whining. "I'm going to be gone for a while, dog. Ration your food; I won't be back for a while." To anyone else, it might have looked like she was losing her mind, but to her, it made sense for a dog to simply understand what she was saying. She walked to the door, and it followed behind her. She turned back to it, a confused look on her face. 'What is it?" It pawed at her leg.

She opened the door, and it trotted out happily. She figured it must want to explore; the back door of her house was always open, and she knew that it knew that as well. When it got to the end of the house's path that cut into the road, it turned back and looked at her with big, sorrowful eyes. "I said I'd return. You can't come with me. You're useless," It whined again, and trotted towards her, circling. She began to walk forwards, ignoring it as she pre-wrapped her kunai with paper bombs. It walked happily beside her. "Fool. You're not coming with me. You can walk me to the gate, but when people start showing up you'll have to go back home."

Going down the main street of Konoha, which seemed empty, the dog walked by her side in silence. She didn't understand; its food and comfort were back at the house, not here. Surely it'd wish to sleep more before getting up so early. Why was it following her? Did it want something? Clearly it needed something, but Rena didn't know what it was. She finally reached the gates, and she leaned against them, waiting patiently for her peers. She had gotten there an hour earlier; now it was time to convince the dog to leave her alone and go back home. Chances were, it would take the hour that she planned on spending alone.