Standing at the edge of the small body of water within the training grounds, Miyako is alone. Nothing much would draw attention to her presence, she's quiet and still for the most part. The small girl seems to be intently focused on the surface of the water, not caring that the wind is blowing her hair into her face or that her kimono is being wrinkled by the gentle breeze. The air today seems cooler and lighter than usual, though under the shade of the trees around the edge of the water, that is to be expected. The sun hangs high in the sky, though seems to be placed directly in the center of the mountains of the far side of the grounds, meaning that the sunset tonight will be absolutely beautiful.
Those behind Miyako would see the Uchiha sigil proudly stamped onto the back of her kimono, just between her shoulder blades. Anyone in front of her wouldn't see her face very clearly, mostly just her hair and small figure noticeable from that perspective.
Those behind Miyako would see the Uchiha sigil proudly stamped onto the back of her kimono, just between her shoulder blades. Anyone in front of her wouldn't see her face very clearly, mostly just her hair and small figure noticeable from that perspective.