Warai Ameko
Might makes right
groupSand Shinobi
age 14 years old
birthday 16 November 1009
rank Genin
occupation Team 1
The genin was ready, the moment that she was informed that she'd need to chase after the jounin hancho, she'd allowed her muscles to relax, to settle into a ready position. Arashi may have trained with the Saeko, but Ameko had her own clan's pride to consider. They may not have been as renowned hunters as the Saeko, they may not have been as swift or as agile, but the Warai had pride all the same. Shaking herself loose, Ameko's blue eyes would harden to ice. She did not expect Arashi to touch her shoulder, but the word 'Go' and the swift departure of the older kunoichi came as expected. This was a chase, not an ambush.
Yet Ameko could not contain her surprise at the speed with which the woman moved. It was to be expected, of course, but there was a very real difference between understanding the abilities of an elite ninja in a theoretical sense and seeing them move in the flesh. Arashi moved like liquid, or perhaps like sand, darting along the streets before taking to a roof. She had agility, agility that Ameko likely could not hope to match. It was only with Arashi's return to the street that Ameko felt any hope at all of succeeding in tagging the woman.
But the girl had no intention of failing.
Her legs sprung into motion the second she was touched, moving forward to chase after Arashi. She lacked the ability to accurately control her chakra, and she was not confident in her ability to use speed alone to scale the walls like her tutor. But she was not alone. And it was never specified with what, or who, Arashi was to be tagged.
Whistle. "Hunt!"
Ameko kept her eyes peeled on Arashi as she ran, taking to the streets like a woman possessed, her gait appearing almost animalistic in how far forward she leant. Yuki kept pace with his master, whilst Kōri sped forward, leaving the other two in his proverbial dust. The hyena barreled through the streets like a hellhound, almost knocking over an unfortunate pedestrian, the man only just getting out of the way.
Had Arashi truly wished to lose Ameko, no doubt she'd have been able to do so. But the nature of it being a training session meant that her reduced speed made it possible for the genin to at least keep some sort of pace. Enough pace to attempt something that, whilst lacking in intelligence, at least demonstrated the blood-bond that constantly tied her to her hyenas. Kōri grew closer, chortling and chuckling, before lunging, an attempt to bite and 'tag' the tutor. Yet, it was the concurrent attack from Ameko and Yuki that would prove the second and third prongs of the amateurish trident.
Ameko was strong, she knew that. Strong enough to physically throw her hyena at Arashi. It was an awkward throw, with buildings surrounding her, and more than a few on-lookers forced to step out of the way, but the beast was sent hurtling through the air with all the elegance of an ill-shaped boulder. For her part, Ameko fell forward, her stance becoming surprisingly quadrupedal as she threw the last of her movement into a desperate lunge forward.
Successful or no in their haphazard attempt to tag the so-called princess of Sunagakure, the Warai scion and her hyenas would end up dusty and strewn across the street, and disapproving mutterings would serve as their applause. Maybe she had missed the spirit of Arashi's instruction in her desperate attempt to win. No matter. |
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