Outskirts of Hidden Leaf

The blurry winter daylight silvered the forest below, painting the tree tops in a hundred shades of gray, white, and light blue. So beautifully… that even Mei’s skin glowed white with the kiss of sunshine. The pure black of her hair looked almost like white as the forest was bright. She’d adjust the position of a light armour, as always.

People can talk about sunny days, but in the wee hours of the morning, when dawn is but a distant dream, it’s still chilly. The day that fell like a soft blessing all around, was a December day. If she’d been home in the Konohagakure. Crisp enough, almost, to melt along the tongue. Cold enough to sear the lungs. So cold it was like breathing icy fire. That was the way air was supposed to taste in early December. The breeze crawling through the trees, held the dry tang of eucalyptus and the distant smell of sea. Now, resting upon a rock nearby with the fresh breeze caressing Meis porcelain skin, she knew she was home.

Concentrating Onyx eyes at the peaceful scenery around, a slight wonder of upcoming mission, dawned upon her clouded thoughts. There was no guarantee it would be easy...in fact, it would be more then a challenge. Sighing softly, trying to release the build up stress, her hand reached towards a folded fan which rested ever so gently against the side of the rock

A single word was engraved into its metal surface...”Snow”, was its name. Memories surrounded its past like a great cloak....Memories of sadness..loss....hate...Oblivious things that didn’t matter much in the present. But lefts its mark upon the people who lived in their past.
Taking great care to slide her weapon onto its holster, she was ready to set off into the distance. Hoping that this mission..will turn out for the good.

Glancing over the smooth shoulder, a rather tall figure was to be spotted...

The young female didnt remember of whom he was... but the longer she scanned his figurine with the onyx gaze, more was starting to reveal. The fact that his form was hidden underneath a certain clothing, proved the fact, he was indeed one of “them”. How come he’s here..?

That question remained within the current thoughts that passed though the troubled mind. Hiding could prove difficult in this situation.. if she’s not careful.

Moving slowly her cold gaze into the cloudy heavens, then back at the man, she could not stop to feel uneasy about something. Holding any further questions back, Mei just could not disagree..that something about this man, was very interesting. Which made her smile somewhat playfully at Madara's slowly darkening form.

The day was now cold and silent…the clouds bared the colour of grey as the snowflakes fell from above onto the forest below, covering everything underneath its snow-white blanket. The fresh smell of the moist trees created a rather quiet and peaceful setting for the landscape.

“…...”

In the matter of seconds..there she was...Right in front of the mysterious male, without making a single sound. Mei was almost like a ghost. With the silver-fan glistering upon the light armour, ever so gently… as if it had a life of its own.

The cold breeze blew softly between the two, as Snowflakes fell from the moist branches like petles in winter, across the blurry sun which shined now brightly over the surrounding forest. The trees themselves seemed to whisper to each other in a silent language, as they moved ever so gently..within the wind.

“ I can see , I’m not the only one without a path to take..”

As her softly spoken words descended upon the mid-day air, those onyx eyes never left Madara's covered form. While cobweb, long strands of hair..danced around in the currents of the wind.

Matching perfectly to Mei's smooth and pale skin...but something was a miss. The black eyes..that looked so sharp and an unforgiving..appeared to hold no emotion or desire..as if she was frozen within. Now parting the lips yet again she spoke..


“....is there something you desire form this encore? ”