She stared outside the Kazekage Tower for several minutes, enthralled by the various sigils placed into the building's walls. Many she recognized as prominent clans, people with whom she spent time in the academy with, was taught by or just encountered in everyday activities usually wore one of these on their clothing. It must have truly felt like a mark of importance to wear your clan's sigil, knowing just how much that clan meant to the history of this village. Chikyu was in awe of this concept as it was an attraction born from the status of her own clan, or lack there of in truth. It was only natural for her to have admiration considering her clan had only been established here within the walls of Sunagakure, in name, for only one generation. A generation that included hers from which they just produced shinobi from. Walking into the tower she couldn't help but think of what she could do to make a name for her clan here, to give them some recognition. She would have to become a capable shinobi and so would the others who passed their academy exams and became genin. This was their pressure and she was the strongest among her fellow clan members so that pressure was felt more so by she and she alone. That was why she walked the halls of the tower, asking for direction before making her way to the Kazekage's office. It helped that her visit was not random as the Goremu requested a meeting, though she was sure it was not expected that the basically unknown clan's representative was an eleven year old girl. She would feel as if her stomach was turning for only a moment before those jitters quickly disappeared as her mind went to thinking. It occurred to Chikyu's mind that she had never actually met the Kazekage though she obviously had seen him before. Talking in person though, let alone in this type of setting, she had never and wouldn't have never thought it was to happen. Yet her she was, standing before the Kazekage's door silently caught within her mind while quelling a building unease. Reaching behind her head, she would tighten her headband and take a deep breath. There was nothing to be fearful of or to be uneasy about she told herself before knocking three times on the door. "Goremu Chikyu, here for a meeting with the Kazekage". Her teeth ground against themselves after she announced who she was as the realization once again set in....her clan's name would have likely raised an eyebrow to their village leader. Where if she belonged to one of the clans showcased on the building's wall there would have been instant recognization. A bead of sweat formed along her brow..... [Topic Entered] |