It was midday, the sun at it’s highest peak. There were hardly any clouds in the sky and the wind was blowing beautifully, giving just enough breeze for Ame to stay cool. At the moment, she was just stepping into the training grounds. She was finally starting to get the hang of this new jutsu, pressurized mist. But she still had a quite a ways to go.
Instead of her usual garb of t-shirt and a long skirt, she adorned the traditional shinobi wear of a mesh top with a black under shirt, fitted shorts made for free range of movement, and a pair of mesh leggings ending in the typical shoes of a ninja. She carried her messenger bag over her shoulder and around her chest, the pressure pushing down delightfully. It was always good feeling to carry around so many books and gear.
Finally, she reached the middle of the field. Not wanting to her precious books and notes to get harmed, she set her bag quite a bit away before taking her stance. She tied back her cropped sea blue hair into a high ponytail, keeping it out of her face.
With deep breaths, she focused on building up her chakra as she wove hand signs together. She still wasn’t as fast she could be at the hand seals, but it was a work in progress.
She sucked in a large amount of air and mixed in her chakra, feeling droplets of water form in her mouth. There was power behind it, more so than when she had first started training with this Jutsu. Without hesitation, she exhaled as strongly as she could, eyes closed in concentration and opening just at the end of it.
Unfortunately, while it felt powerful, it was no where near where she wanted it. The mist only reached a few feet in front of. Sighing, she set herself up to try again.
Instead of her usual garb of t-shirt and a long skirt, she adorned the traditional shinobi wear of a mesh top with a black under shirt, fitted shorts made for free range of movement, and a pair of mesh leggings ending in the typical shoes of a ninja. She carried her messenger bag over her shoulder and around her chest, the pressure pushing down delightfully. It was always good feeling to carry around so many books and gear.
Finally, she reached the middle of the field. Not wanting to her precious books and notes to get harmed, she set her bag quite a bit away before taking her stance. She tied back her cropped sea blue hair into a high ponytail, keeping it out of her face.
With deep breaths, she focused on building up her chakra as she wove hand signs together. She still wasn’t as fast she could be at the hand seals, but it was a work in progress.
She sucked in a large amount of air and mixed in her chakra, feeling droplets of water form in her mouth. There was power behind it, more so than when she had first started training with this Jutsu. Without hesitation, she exhaled as strongly as she could, eyes closed in concentration and opening just at the end of it.
Unfortunately, while it felt powerful, it was no where near where she wanted it. The mist only reached a few feet in front of. Sighing, she set herself up to try again.