Kurai looks over a small lake, watching each wave crash against the shore with her crimson eyes. Quickly closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath concentrating on the water in front of her. She suddenly pulls her hands in front of her and makes a series of hand sighs at lighting speed. She opens her mouth and says “Mizu no Awai” while holding the last sign. Suddenly a small sphere of water suddenly slowly rises from the lake.
In deep concentration, she feels not the gentle wind that sweeps across the clearing, her short white hair flowing in it. But just as her hair touches her noise, creating a tingling sensation, causing her to sneeze, crushing her focus. Thus, the sphere falls back into the water. “Damn” she mutters setting her hands back to her sides. She then turns around, and walks out of the clearing, and irritated look plastered on her face.
