It was one of those days again where she wanted to take a walk around town to explore the shops, do some grocery shopping and eventually find a pace to relax at from her daily training. Instead, she stood still, being faced with a problem that was common to her by now. Well one would call it a problem, yet she would never accept it as one, claiming she was on the right track. Yes it was denial, ofcourse it was, there was no way she could be as wrong as she actually was right? Turns out instead of having a lazy trip through the village, the samurai woman was now standing inronft of the Forest of Death, staring a hole in the fence that was keping her from the other side. As she didn't realize that she had been walking entirely in the wrong direction. To her this was the right way and as such she was considering jumping over the fence, or just competely cutting it down. Cutting it down was actually more of what she was thinking of as she knew her Noroi would feel satisfied, she hadn't had the chance to even cut down a tree since she had come to the hidden leaf. The thing was, if she was to cut that thing down, she would get in trouble and she didn't really need that right now. A little anger welled up inside her as she felt like she was to long in one spot, so she looked around to not see anyone nearby, on which she made her mind up, drawing her sword from it's sheath in one fluid motion to point it at the fence, ready to strike.
wc: 285 (training)
wc: 285 (training)