Thunk..... thunk..... thunk..... Such a strange sound seemed normal these days ever since the Academy had come about. Hidden in a riverbed of leaves, a little furball went about her daily rounds of training. With eyes squinted and expression hidden behind a black facial mask, she continued in this pattern: hand in bag, fingers grasp tightly around the handle, raise it out with caution and toss. While such a task might seem pointless and random, it was actually a way to increase strength, stamina, and aim. After all, all ninjas have to start somewhere. You don't just create signature moves without the proper education.
And yet.... this was just so boring. Wasn't there more to training? Something exciting..... dangerous even? Anything!?! Sighing, she shook her head, before revealing one blue eye that started to scan her surroundings. I don't think he's here.... so maybe I could... go for a brisk walk? Yeah.... a... "walk" she thought to herself as she thought about her father. While he wasn't a strict man.... he always laid out all these scenarios. Clearly being an avid reader of books, albeit how kinky they may be, he definitely had quite the imagination, one that leads to exaggeration.
With a sweat drop of embarrassment rolling down her forehead, she shoved it out of mind and just made her way to the west. Normally heading that way by yourself was forbidden if you weren't with a teacher, but she was bored, and the other cats were just so.... odd.... to put it in the nicest way possible. Ok so maybe being bored wasn't the entire reason for breaking some rules.... forbidden things are just so tempting to do.
