As promised, Yuii found Yanjirou.
Or at least her message did; carried gently in the teeth of a small calico cat that dropped it's burden and scampered off the moment it knew it had been seen. The tiny scroll, which was unsealed and slightly damp from its deliverer's mouth, was a short and neatly printed request for Byakko's descendant to meet her at the edge of the Ancient Forest that afternoon. Also, he should dress for the weather, it reminded him, as it was not a warm day. Tucked alongside as an afterthought was a small map with directions to where "the forest" was.
The blue haired woman herself would be early for their meeting, as she had more than just talking in mind.
At the edge of the treeline, Yuii sat perched on a flat slate boulder dressed in her old, lumpy but warm green wool coat, thick leggings and calf height soft leather boots. Her usual scarf was wrapped tightly around her neck and chin to keep the chill at bay. She was overdressed by a local's standard but the Sennin hated the cold. She was better suited to warm climates and had on occasion thought about taking a mission that took her to them. Fire country HAD to be warmer, and she could only imagine what wind was like. It was one thing to read about the radiating, scorching heat of the sun on a dry, hot afternoon and another to experience it.
Sadly there wouldn't be a tonne of opportunity for her to get away from Lightning country now. Fate seemed determined to keep Yuii off the road and so she would need to content herself with finding the few temperate, nearby gems of her homeland.
In her lap rested a small, unstrung lemonwood composite bow and a bowstring as of yet left unknotted. A second smaller bow bent under her strength as she tested the wood, bone and sinew for damage. The small, traditional weapon was not a favourite amongst most fighters of any discipline anymore but augmented with chakra it could kill as well as any kunai. It had the added advantage of being very quiet which was an advantage to her planned activity but the materials in these ones could succumb to the elements easily. These two had seemed alright when she pulled them out of storage and she was satisfied to find her initial check had been correct.
Oniyuri lay stretched at Yuii's feet, her large striped body soaking up the bare warmth of the morning sun. Her triangular ears flicked to and fro to catch the interesting sounds from the quiet wall of trees behind them. There was a birdsong here, the snap of a branch there but nothing out of the ordinary this close to the village. One had to go deep to find most of the wood's inhabitants.
"Keep an eye out for him, Yuri," Yuii reminded as she peered down the shaft of the second bow and scratched off tiny splinters of wood, "You can have the first rabbit if you do."
Or at least her message did; carried gently in the teeth of a small calico cat that dropped it's burden and scampered off the moment it knew it had been seen. The tiny scroll, which was unsealed and slightly damp from its deliverer's mouth, was a short and neatly printed request for Byakko's descendant to meet her at the edge of the Ancient Forest that afternoon. Also, he should dress for the weather, it reminded him, as it was not a warm day. Tucked alongside as an afterthought was a small map with directions to where "the forest" was.
The blue haired woman herself would be early for their meeting, as she had more than just talking in mind.
At the edge of the treeline, Yuii sat perched on a flat slate boulder dressed in her old, lumpy but warm green wool coat, thick leggings and calf height soft leather boots. Her usual scarf was wrapped tightly around her neck and chin to keep the chill at bay. She was overdressed by a local's standard but the Sennin hated the cold. She was better suited to warm climates and had on occasion thought about taking a mission that took her to them. Fire country HAD to be warmer, and she could only imagine what wind was like. It was one thing to read about the radiating, scorching heat of the sun on a dry, hot afternoon and another to experience it.
Sadly there wouldn't be a tonne of opportunity for her to get away from Lightning country now. Fate seemed determined to keep Yuii off the road and so she would need to content herself with finding the few temperate, nearby gems of her homeland.
In her lap rested a small, unstrung lemonwood composite bow and a bowstring as of yet left unknotted. A second smaller bow bent under her strength as she tested the wood, bone and sinew for damage. The small, traditional weapon was not a favourite amongst most fighters of any discipline anymore but augmented with chakra it could kill as well as any kunai. It had the added advantage of being very quiet which was an advantage to her planned activity but the materials in these ones could succumb to the elements easily. These two had seemed alright when she pulled them out of storage and she was satisfied to find her initial check had been correct.
Oniyuri lay stretched at Yuii's feet, her large striped body soaking up the bare warmth of the morning sun. Her triangular ears flicked to and fro to catch the interesting sounds from the quiet wall of trees behind them. There was a birdsong here, the snap of a branch there but nothing out of the ordinary this close to the village. One had to go deep to find most of the wood's inhabitants.
"Keep an eye out for him, Yuri," Yuii reminded as she peered down the shaft of the second bow and scratched off tiny splinters of wood, "You can have the first rabbit if you do."