Time passed by in such interesting ways~ One day she was so blissfully happy in the country she knew and the next? In a frozen tundra! Amazing and interesting~ For this was what her family heritage would have ultimately come from, right? Stories her mother had told her about the clans splitting in their history. Yukigakure cut into that of the North and that of Kirigakure’s branches. They didn’t get along, or so she had been told. But it was fitting for their bloodline. For her ability. Her skin was tingling in the cold, inches of her shown off just as they might typically have been. Her mother warned her of at least a little modesty, not to draw attention to their bloodline among the frozen Yukigakure. But only so much had been listened to~ The girl a free spirit forever, her wardrobe was at least of some change.
Tall tall boots! So warm! Something of that idea, at least. The girl was certainly in more subdued colors than normal, but no less free to move and go! Or at least felt she was. A dress upon the girl’s figure, curiously covering more of her and her skin snuggled up in a lot more fabrice than it was used to. Though bottom hem would tease high at her thighs and cloth hug her shapely hips. Little waist clearly noted in figure though loosening towards the upper half of her boy. Neck left open and shoulders bare, blonde her aflight around her as it messily was tied back. Long sleeves upon the girl, all in all a rather odd outfit for the young girl. But cute as a button all the same~ In blue, but at least shining bright pinks.
Her and Yamato were supposed to meet here! Befitting fate, the two often met at the chunin exams the nations boasted. Their first meeting all those years ago repeated again and again in varying nations. This one going to be the same! They promised~ The travel up there had been long and she accompanied those that were competing from her own village. Some of them even her students who had excelled at alarming rates~ Proud and happy, the bright blonde had looked for him on the first day in the village yet not a boy in sight. Perhaps he hadn’t gotten there yet? But faith was in her that she would find him~ Not a worry held in her bright self.
The shops! Stalls, vendors, and all that lovely strip~ There were things galore to look at, to want and to buy~ The girl herself looking over a variety of fine silks and colors, bright eyes dancing over the shimmering pieces with interest and adoration. Words of praise given to the vendor as she’d pluck one from the stall and lift it in her hands. Feeling over it, looking and appraising! Then with a grin and happy chirp, purchased the brightly colored fabric. Sky blue with patterns of snowflakes delicately stitched through. A lovely prize~ And one she carried as eyes danced between stalls she’d walk between.
A sudden yelp of surprise, high pitched call as she was hit with weight and arms tugged around her body. Hand immediately cold and ready to strike, the green eyes of the female narrowed and head turning towards the one who assaulted her even as they were thrown forward.
Only for her to grin. Immediately pacified and her heart leaping for joy.
"Yamato~” Practically whispered but cooing with affection. Girl raising her arms and a small twirl of her hips would have the slippery seal attempting to spin around in his hug. Face him and slip her arms around his neck. Tugged in close, curvy little female pressed up against the Kusagakure shinobi~ With lips meant to connect and hold in a warm greeting all her own. Affection allowed to linger, if he would. Then her tugging away with a grin to her lips and soft tug at the back of his hair.
"You’re lucky I didn’t freeze your balls right off~” A tease and a wink, though not untrue… a little bit of a chill at her fingers even as they teased across the back of his neck. Something maybe she could have very well done~ But no actual threat towards the one she knew. Held close in more ways than one even.
"How long have you been here? Miss me~?” A little giggle given afterwards, the girl not completely ready to tug back nor examin him from head to toe. Flak jacket would have been obvious though… had he ever worn one before?