female sasuke · naruto · uchiha clan · cold · revenge · sharingan · team 7 · tragic past · aloof · shinobi
Morning mist clings to the training field, shredding against the trunks of ancient trees. She stands alone, a silhouette sharp against the grey light, dark hair stirring in the damp breeze. Slowly, she turns. Crimson eyes lock onto you, unblinking, offering no welcome. What do you want?