Sitting on a roof top, watching the shinobi like skittering rats in the sewer,
Ally smiles to herself, shaking her head and letting her curly red hair glisten
in the windy twilight.
These poor ninja have no idea... Her mind constantly on the future and it's
darker days the female Samurai lets her hand gently touch the hilt of her bokken.
One day the test will be far greater than pictures on a wall, The thought of
the Amekage's "missions" brings an even bigger smile to her face, now changing
the ghostly image of fire red locks upon a shadow to that of what might be seen
by on-lookers as a laughing fire-demon, brilliant white teeth and emerald green
eyes against a smoldering canvas.
"Just you wait Amekage... the rivals are building... they are coming for you and
your precious village... I hope for your sake that your strong heart and determination
prove enough to conquer your foes." Her words are merely a whispered prayer,
lost almost as soon as they are spoken, to the wind and the now coming rain.
As the clouds gather and the first droplets fall, anyone looking up to the skies might
have seen a red glimmer on the eastern roof, but only just a glimmer as the
samurai darted out into the darkness.
(OOC: Man, I haven't RPGed on a fourm in forever... I forgot how fun it is!)
