[b] Natsume Yuki
Dew Islet [/b]

Natsume saw a flash of light fly through the mist toward where she was heading. It seemed like their sensei had an axe to grind with teammate number three. So long as that axe didn't come her way she didn't care, and probably would never care. Caring wasnt something she knew how to do, or waned to know how to do for that matter. But what was slightly disconcerting was that the light was most likely a lightning release. Surrounded by water that could turn out pretty bad if anything were to go wrong and the last thing Natsume wanted in her life was an incompetent sensei. She stopped walking for the sake of not being electrocuted by the abundant moisture. Deep down she admited to herself, that she was about to hate this entire experience from this point until she died.