Koa had returned from her voyage across the sea, the meeting with numerous shinobi of whom did not have a home to call their own. She had met so many people that were above her, in every way a persona can be above another; they were superior and out-shined the dim little coroner that hid herself away in the cold, metallic coffin of the hospital's basement. The night was humid, for a change, it called for those who dared to stay out past midnight on a Tuesday night to dress as if it was summer. A little breeze came often enough for the village to feel not too stuffy, those wrapped up in blankets preparing for the new day would be able to sleep with relative comfort and maybe only one leg protruding from the sheets. Koa, following the trend, dressed herself in what she thought would be the final piece of fashionable garment for she may trade her white summer dress, with sandals, for an orange jumpsuit.
Koa stood on a rooftop just below the orbiting shrine, which overlooked the village like an attentive mother. She would raise one hand and concentrate her chakra, forming and moulding it into ice. The crystals and flakes of sub-zero standard danced around her finger tips, gentle pressing their frigidly cold bodies against Koa's flesh. After a few moments the ice would soar into the sky leaving but a trail of crystals behind - reaching astronomical heights - before combustion in a wonderful display of cold, that would then disperse into a cold mist. This mist would surely alert any on duty Anbu...
It would surely attract them to the creator; Koa.
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Koa stood on a rooftop just below the orbiting shrine, which overlooked the village like an attentive mother. She would raise one hand and concentrate her chakra, forming and moulding it into ice. The crystals and flakes of sub-zero standard danced around her finger tips, gentle pressing their frigidly cold bodies against Koa's flesh. After a few moments the ice would soar into the sky leaving but a trail of crystals behind - reaching astronomical heights - before combustion in a wonderful display of cold, that would then disperse into a cold mist. This mist would surely alert any on duty Anbu...
It would surely attract them to the creator; Koa.
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