Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25955740-20160417015710/@comment-25955740-20160417015800

HarleeVanity: Today was the big festival and the village was bustling with activity. Shops were being bombarded with customers for garments and needs of homes. Leaning out the window of her room, Hitomi only chuckled and smiled while she tapped her metal nails upon the window sill lightly. She had grown accustomed to how to use them and how much force to use behind them. Now she hardly took them off. Yet they looked as if Keldran had just given them to her. The girl was excited as she heard her mother call to her. "Are you going to get dressed, Hitomi?" She smiled and pushed her hair behind her ear with a nod. "Hai, Okaasan. In a moment. I'm just enjoying the air." Standing up straight, Hitomi would stretch her well toned body. Her onyx hair was now back down to about her mid back and she wore it down more often when she wasn't training. She was much more graceful and agile than she had been before even with the changes in her body. Having hit that time in her life when she had begun to blossom, her figure had become a bit more curvy and her bust line had become more pronounced. To look at herself in the mirror, there were times that she couldn't believe that she was not the awkward little girl that the people she knew had left behind. However, she was still worried a bit as she bit her bottom lip. What would they think? She had called to her mother and she came in helping her dress. With the family being one of tradition, she was dressed in a formal kimono of blues and violets. Her hair had been done up complete with hair pieces and allowed so that her hair fell down on to her shoulder. She’d look to herself a moment in the mirror before walking out of her room. To her surprise, she’d see her father standing there. He’d never came to see her for anything and she saw him look over her appearance. He’d walk forward and place one single hair piece into her hair that matched her kimono and leaned over to kiss her cheek before handing her parasol to her. “Enjoy yourself.” Was all that was said from him before he turned from her and she walked from the house. She’d open her parasol and would pick up her kimono so the hem didn’t drag the ground as she walked the streets with the warm smile on her lips that had only grown in happiness with the confidence that she had come to have.