It was strange, seeing so much of the light. The home she had left would still be shrouded in darkness, filled with the sounds of the local wildlife waking.

Which she would then hunt for her breakfast.

It was a hard transition for her. Living in the village was a lot different from living in the old shack in the forest. For one, she didn't need to catch her own meal, she could pay someone else to make her meals. And then there was all these people. For one accustomed to living in the village it was nothing special, but for her the amount of people in one spot makes her nervous and jittery.

Ageha took up the twinblades and hooked them onto her belt, making sure they were secure.

They had finally summoned her. Her and a few others, to a training ground. She had absolutely no idea what to expect, so she had prepared herself for whatever may come on the training grounds. Through her experience, being called to training would usually involve a large amount of pain and several injuries. No doubt with so many others like her, the standards here would be much higher, perhaps with even a real risk of death. Like that news of a teacher killing his students she overheard some ladies talk about. 

"Ready."

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Ageha looked back towards the sun, shielding her eyes with her hand.

The training grounds seems to be located a bit further away from the city, most likely to avoid runaway jutsu or accidentally throwing a kunai in someone's face. Safe, but for someone who was still unfamiliar with the grounds, it was a bit of a chore to find. At least she didn't get lost again.

She stretched her hands out, observing her shadow closely. It was a good thing she had walked out early, for she had arrived exactly at the appointed time. And not a moment too soon, for it seemed the teacher was there already, along with another person. A man whose body seemed chiseled out of a rock, and young. Nothing at all like Granny. Nevertheless she was starting to feel nervous again, though she showed little sign of it. Did she bring enough supplies? Was she really ready? Questions and doubts raced through her mind, with nary an answer to most. Regardless, she was here, and whether she was ready or not, the teacher would not wait.

"..g..Good morning."