Bits of pine wood flicked towards the ground as Yuii shaved the end of a two-meter long stick into a sharp point and smoothed away a grip for her hand. She had found a good walking stick at the forest's edge the day before, and it would serve her well on her climb into the cloud-capped mountain hills surrounding the ancient forest. From where she sat in the small meadow that acted as a border between the wilds of the forest and towering buildings of Kumogakure it was already appeared to be a clear, beautiful day and she shook with anticipation as well as cold.
"I have the morning off," she spoke into the chilled mountain air, her voice sing-song light, "There are visitors and I get some time while they rest from their travels." She cocked her head, listening to whatever whispered back then laughed gently, "Yes, all the way to the black hills again. I want to see if the wild goats faired well over the winter and how many kids survived. Oniyuri is fond of them"
Yuii ceased her sharpening and turned to look over the mountains illuminated by false dawn. If she didn't hurry her travels would go beyond the morning and Ayumu would replace her in the meeting. He would pick someone like Shashu or Junko to look after him, which was acceptable, but it meant she would have to go back to her usual work again. Nobody wanted that.
The woman sighed and rubbed her temple, then answered her invisible companion again. "No, I suppose I don't, but I love the trip," she explained, rolling to her feet from the grass and stabbing her new walking stick into the ground. She adjusted the buttons on her soft woollen lined brown leather jacket and re-tied her scarf so that her lower face was obstructed from the cold. Winter was mostly gone, and in the rest of the world life was renewing but the upper mountains had yet to shake the last of the previous season's weather. Mornings would be cold for another month yet and one had to be certain to dress well.
Yuii reached for her walking stick, satisfied with her clothing. "Why did I what? Oh, the stick? Oniyuri wants a couple rabbits. I can probably spear one faster than I can pull a kunai. It's cheating if you use jutsu." twirling the makeshift spear once to check its balance (pretty good for a stick) she squared her shoulders. "I think that's everything," she hummed, surveying her light gear which was mostly food. The normally ravenous woman would have a late second breakfast once she reached the mountains then return in time for lunch whatever the later half of the day held for her.
Knowing the answer would be no, Yuii brushed awkwardly at her sleeve and teetered in one spot. Ghosts of this type rarely travelled.
"Do you want to come along?"
"I have the morning off," she spoke into the chilled mountain air, her voice sing-song light, "There are visitors and I get some time while they rest from their travels." She cocked her head, listening to whatever whispered back then laughed gently, "Yes, all the way to the black hills again. I want to see if the wild goats faired well over the winter and how many kids survived. Oniyuri is fond of them"
Yuii ceased her sharpening and turned to look over the mountains illuminated by false dawn. If she didn't hurry her travels would go beyond the morning and Ayumu would replace her in the meeting. He would pick someone like Shashu or Junko to look after him, which was acceptable, but it meant she would have to go back to her usual work again. Nobody wanted that.
The woman sighed and rubbed her temple, then answered her invisible companion again. "No, I suppose I don't, but I love the trip," she explained, rolling to her feet from the grass and stabbing her new walking stick into the ground. She adjusted the buttons on her soft woollen lined brown leather jacket and re-tied her scarf so that her lower face was obstructed from the cold. Winter was mostly gone, and in the rest of the world life was renewing but the upper mountains had yet to shake the last of the previous season's weather. Mornings would be cold for another month yet and one had to be certain to dress well.
Yuii reached for her walking stick, satisfied with her clothing. "Why did I what? Oh, the stick? Oniyuri wants a couple rabbits. I can probably spear one faster than I can pull a kunai. It's cheating if you use jutsu." twirling the makeshift spear once to check its balance (pretty good for a stick) she squared her shoulders. "I think that's everything," she hummed, surveying her light gear which was mostly food. The normally ravenous woman would have a late second breakfast once she reached the mountains then return in time for lunch whatever the later half of the day held for her.
Knowing the answer would be no, Yuii brushed awkwardly at her sleeve and teetered in one spot. Ghosts of this type rarely travelled.
"Do you want to come along?"