Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20160415013710/@comment-24344154-20160415025639

Today was an exciting day for Kuin. After years of setbacks she had finally been designated to a team, which meant she finally had a teacher. As far as she was concerned things would only be going up from here, and she'd one day reach her goal of making history, of being remembered. Kuin wolfed down her breakfast, the letter she had received the night before sat on the table next to her. Her parents, a younger couple and both talented Jounin watched her happily, giving her a few tips on how to behave. As Kuin stood to leave the table her father piped up “Give it your all Kuin, you’ve waited long enough for this” with those words of encouragement she sprinted out the door and down the streets, it was early so the streets were empty enough that she could sprint down the streets without too much getting in her way.

Kuin stopped running at the gates of the training grounds, for a moment she bent over to catch her breath before walking deeper in. It was about quarter past 9 now, she was what she considered, fashionably early, fifteen minutes would be enough time to become acquainted before the real training starts. Her green eyes finally caught sight of the pacing woman and she approached with casual confidence, bowing when she stopped a few meters away

“My name is Kuin Senju, from today on I will be in your care, I won’t let ya down” her voice flowed like honey.

She stood back up straight and made a peace symbol with one of her hands. The first thing Seika was likely to notice about her was her long snow white hair tied into a loose ponytail they fell to the centre of her back. Next would be the sickly complexion of her skin, she was pale with noticeable lines around her eyes. Kuin was about five foot five but she was thin with a flat stomach and slightly visible ribs. She wore a black sleeveless top that left most of her midriff exposed, black combat pants, sandals and arm warmers. Her village headband was tied around her left arm. She had a few pouches containing numerous kunai, shuriken and some smoke bombs. She had two trench knives that looked like a combination of knuckle dusters and knives strapped to her waist for easy access. Overall, Kuin gave off a very happy go lucky aura which was odd considering the disease she had, which by this point was probably a bit of common knowledge amongst the higher ups.

“So whats the plan for today?”