[raimaa futago]

For a Ninja, Raimaa was very conspicuous, barrelling down the main road with her lil Kiri in tow. She had been around, doing missions and training the kids and cooking meatbuns. So it seemed they trusted her enough to be he escort for Sora. Which was always nice. 

So, heading to the cool little secondary building that Shuka was in for reasons unto Shuka, Raimaa would pull in Sora and give a cheery wave to the Chunnin manning the desk. And then finally, into the office. Her voice was chipper and enthusiastic, and she gave an elaborate and theatrical bow. 


Opposed to her dear wife, it send the other message. That Raimaa would bend as much as she needed for those she cared about, so long as they played along with her. 

"Morning Lady Shuka! I brought a friend!" 

[Sora Minami]

Sora followed after Raimaa. Barely. The Futago wasn’t inherently faster than her, but rather more used to the climate and conditions of her village, which allowed her to move through the place at a much higher rate of speed without stopping, whereas the Kiri-nin… well. She tried, but there was only so much one could do when you weren’t wearing a proper winter coat in the cold and had heels on instead of combat shoes. She slipped a few times, didn’t fall (thank god), and managed to stay just three or four steps behind her escort, probably looking like a drunk idiot.

"Raimaa! Slow down!" She said as the woman leapt over a particularly tall wall, leaving her to scramble to keep up, chakra burning as the followed the twisting streets of Yukigakure towards their destination- a small, unassuming office building that looked more like a mission depot than somewhere to meet with the head of a village, even a minor one like Yuki. Stil, Raimaa had led her here for a reason, and she was fairly certain it wasn’t nefarious; the woman might have some intense moments, but she didn’t seem like the maniacal type. Best keep Samidare close though. Just in case.

Sora followed Raima inside, giving the desk chuunin a wan smile before entering into the office behind the Futago- and immediately bowed, giving the Lady of Yuki the respect her position deserved without showing deference or undue defiance. Yuki and Kiri were allies, after all, but not close ones, and she was a Shinobi of the Hidden Mist well before she was a visitor to this place. The Lady would understand, though. She was supposed to be good at diplomacy.

"Hello ma’am."

raimaa futago Yuki Shuka