Traversing the foreign lands was an item the Medical Sennin once upon a time contemplated, however the dream would pivot into reality far sooner than she had originally anticipated. Flowing in her wake the ivory medical coat, wafting on the stray zephyrs cascading downwards from the Phoenix Gate's drafting sections, and instinctively her gloved hand firms holds the bill of the Hokage hat adorning her head. While it was true it wasn't a true genuine article, the Leaf elders had given her a temporary when she was coined temporary village leader in the absence of Takeshi, and a souvenir Mikasa would not part from.
Leaning her head back, ever so slightly, the kunoichi's tundra orbs focus on the drifting puffs of ivory above. Various avian's grace the airways, yet a single young Hawk struggling to find the proper slip stream found itself with gaining a silent prayer. "Continue to do your utmost best, soar across the paths lain before you." the maiden whispers, becoming alerted to moisture gliding down her wrist and catching against the brilliance of the beams of light above. "I wasn't aware it was supposed to rain today.." she mumbles, as the droplets continue to silently rain down on the perfectly clear day.
Lowering her head, the Sennin hastens her pace. Various letters would be written at a later date, yet could not stomach remaining. Her pathway for the younger generation stained in crimson waters and cries of agony. The one promising precious sound of laughter long silent, the very leaves themselves dulling. To linger on further regrets would only halt her advancement, for now she had to stay on full alert, despite her choice of clothing.
One final tug on the brim of the hat would be enough to shadow her facial features, except for the stray so called droplets of rain on the gorgeous day.
Leaning her head back, ever so slightly, the kunoichi's tundra orbs focus on the drifting puffs of ivory above. Various avian's grace the airways, yet a single young Hawk struggling to find the proper slip stream found itself with gaining a silent prayer. "Continue to do your utmost best, soar across the paths lain before you." the maiden whispers, becoming alerted to moisture gliding down her wrist and catching against the brilliance of the beams of light above. "I wasn't aware it was supposed to rain today.." she mumbles, as the droplets continue to silently rain down on the perfectly clear day.
Lowering her head, the Sennin hastens her pace. Various letters would be written at a later date, yet could not stomach remaining. Her pathway for the younger generation stained in crimson waters and cries of agony. The one promising precious sound of laughter long silent, the very leaves themselves dulling. To linger on further regrets would only halt her advancement, for now she had to stay on full alert, despite her choice of clothing.
One final tug on the brim of the hat would be enough to shadow her facial features, except for the stray so called droplets of rain on the gorgeous day.
[OOC: Run time, 1 hour (60 minutes) from posting stamp.]