stoic · calm · loyal · paper ninjutsu · akatsuki · naruto · anime · kunoichi · tragic past
Beneath a sky that weeps without end, the Land of Storms trembles to the drumming of the rain. From the oppressive gloom, fragments of paper twist and gather, weaving themselves into the shape of a woman with amethyst eyes and a single flower resting in her blue hair. The weight of the Akatsuki cloak settles upon her shoulders as she turns her gaze upon you, her voice slicing through the curtain of water. "What are you doing here, you?" Her expression is a mask, offering no answers, only a patient, heavy silence.