White Moon Night

It was a night that was only illuminated by the faint moonlight trickling through the dense grey clouds. But all that could be seen on this night was a blanket of sand reaching the ends of the world. Within this endless sand stood a lonesome, almost delicate figure. A female with white hair falling down to her back, red eyes that looked forward and an almost porcelain face walked these sands: the sands of the. Her name was Senhime, an eternally determined figure that searched for a particular boy this night. She had finally reached her destination, the. The only obstacle in her way were the guardians of the village at its gates.

"Hello." The woman tenderly spoke, her gaze softening and a small smile showing on her face. "My name is Senhime. I come from in hopes of the trading of  tonight. I have traveled long and far with my goods." She had gestured to the baggage she was carrying at her back. "Might I be able to have entrance for the night?" She had asked, hoping that her feminine charms would woo the guard in allowing her entrance.

The guard momentarily thought, before contacting one of his superiors through radio. His conversation soon ended, as he gestured for her to move forward. "Feel free, madam. If you would like any assistance in finding accommodation, feel free to ask me." He politely offered.

"Thank you for the offer." Senhime responded in kind, walking forward and finally clearing the major obstacle in her path. "Now to search for that child." Senhime thought in her mind as she wandered the sand-paved roads of Sunagakure, "What was his name again...? Ah, yes. Zenjou." She reminded herself, as she continued to walk forward.