Night was an interesting thing. Humans were not made to exist in it. It wasn't that they couldn't - they often did. Many shinobi excelled in the skill of creeping quietly through the night, making it their cloak. But humans were meant for the day. Many often feared the dark and what could linger inside of it, the expansive and infinite nothingness that stretched out before one without light. Yet people were compelled to the night anyways.
Taru was one of those people. She enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the night. Nothing that nature could offer in the dark frightened her. When all the other humans were resting and nature could be at peace, sometimes it made urban environments like this feel more authentic. Though she was excited to be here in the city, she missed the wilderness.
Sneaking quietly from her room at night, she made her way to one of the local parks, trying to enjoy the fresh air and reset, get back to nature. The trees here were beautiful. Many pine and birch. Pine were difficult to climb, unfortunately, so she favored the white-wooded birch.
While she wandered the park, admiring the trees, she spotted someone else lying in the distance on the soft grass, staring up at the stars. It was an odd hour to be out and an odd hour for them both to be here. He seemed young - probably another participant in the exams. She stood for a minute, pondering if she felt the tug of fate trying to draw them to talk.
It wasn't strong, so she wasn't sure, but she followed the impulse anyways and quietly approached.
"Did you know that it's the season of the Black Warrior?" She asked him, looking up at the stars in search of a constellation. After some triangulating with her arm, she pointed out a set of stars. "Right there, in the north." The black tortoise and the snake, entwined together.
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