Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27375402-20160317054443/@comment-27993107-20160317064011

Early morning was her time to run. She always ran while everyone else laid sleeping in bed. The light of the sun just below the trees gave the earth a slumbering look and feel. Heart pounding and feet beating the ground the girl listened to the quiet of the dawn. Before she had left her home this morning she donned her usual clothes. Her white shirt clung to her body and showed a little of her shoulders. Her headband was entwined with her braid, which encircled her head like a halo. She had packed her pockets with food pills and placed her weapons pouches on the loops of her bell-bottom black pants. The white and grey designs gave her a small appearance, which aided in fighting in close quarters. She had gone barefoot today, her shoes tucked neatly in a separate pouch around her ankle. The only thing out of place was a band of hair next to her left ear. She was self-conscious of the scar she had given herself when she climbed to high, so she allowed these hairs to cover it at all times.

Coming up on her last lap, she decided to go train for a bit. The sun was now up and the villagers were up and about, starting their day as always. The girl giggled to herself when she passed a house and heard a child complaining to their mother about how protective she was. The resident of that house had the same argument every morning, and oddly enough the girl found it to be quiet refreshing. Her and her adoptive parents rarely argued. They let her do her thing while they did theirs. They even let her come home when she wished. Sometimes when she was feeling overwhelmed by her emotions she would sleep in the forest, thinking about her real parents and why they left her here. Then in the morning, after her run she would return home and hug the elderly couple that had taken her in. They never asked her about her strange behavior, just accepted that she needed space, but would always return home to them.

Coming up on the training grounds the girl slowed to a walk. She had heard the boy before she saw him and had assumed he was standing or sitting because she didn't feel any vibrations accompanying the noises. Quietly she moved to the gate and peeked around it to watch the boy. When he failed at what he was doing and hung his head in disappointment, the girl walked in.

"Ummm... Hello. What are you trying to do?" Her voice was soft and low, as her gold eyes watched the boy, glancing from him to his kunai.

"Maybe I can aid you? Sometimes having someone else around can help you achieve your goal." She added, wondering about the symbol on his jacket. She knew she had seen it somewhere before but the where eluded her.

Perhaps getting to know him will help me remember why it looks so familiar and why my heart aches looking at it.