[center][h2]Temari Ordo[/h2][/center]

As the clans outside the small ramp I was to walk up to enter the courtyard could be heard talking excitedly about the coming bout, especially as it is the first Challenge in which the Challenger wished for a mostly bloodless fight. Neither fighter would be dishonored or killed this day and there was much buzz about why. I chanted to myself quietly, moving fluidly through various unarmed strikes and forms, striking a training dummy when appropriate or otherwise striking the air. Tonight was an important night, one that I could only hope I could shape.