Sakura walked back over to him and handed him the picture. "Nazuma keeps pictures of in this village as either memory or just to not forget their faces. This one is of me and my mom when I was little." She said and sat down next to him.The picture had a women with black hair and black ears with a black and blue striped tail sitting in a chair with a little three year old Sakura in her arms smiling widely. Sakura looked down at her lap and smiled. "She was an person and an even better mother. Even after my dad went missing she remained happy and cheerful for me so I wouldn`t have had to feel like I lost both parents."