Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161212021835/@comment-30269418-20161212055340

Rena would hop down from the tree, finally relieved that they'd be getting something to eat rather than killing one another for kicks. Genji was acting pretty normal now, which was good enough for Rena to think they'd be safe in following him. She'd walk in between  Genji & Nanalu, feeling satisfied. Even if she'd been terrified she'd found it kind of funny. Amusing.

She guessed that she had had a lot of fun even if that fun nearly killed them. What could she say? She could keep lying to herself, saying she didn't like being a shinobi or disliked violence, but maybe... maybe she'd always be the same. Maybe her being burned simply made her more honest. And beyond that, she had become good friends with Nanalu today. Genji also seemed a lot nicer. It seemed like Rena finally had what you'd call a makeshift family. Something that made her want to... return. To be with these people. She felt like she belonged with these people, despite all of her differences and all that she'd been through. Maybe... all of this had made her happier. She couldn't remember the days where she'd felt bad.

She bumped into Nanalu, not caring that her burns were there. She wouldn't feel ashamed of them anymore. They were a part of her, a part of the history she'd made for herself, and she'd wear them proudly as a means of moving forwards. Even if she wasn't the best, that was okay. She was something. She existed, and she was alive, and that was what mattered.