The sun had barely managed to rise above the horizon when the sounds of intensive training and rigorous exercise ressonated at a single place within Kirigakure's widespread training area. Knuckles clashed with wood, bones creaked and muscles tensed as a lone woman, breathing heavily and with a dreadfully angry expression upon her face bore down upon three wooden poles with her fists, her legs and even her head.
Jumping back for an instant, that lone woman, dressed in naught but a pair of black, slick pants, combat boots and a black tubetop, gritted her teeth, spat at the ground and yet again unleashed her unrelenting fury upon the wooden logs. "Humiliated by that annoying, white haired bitch..." Her right fist slammed upon the wooden post most at the left, instantly followed by her cocking back her right arm and launching a direct straight with her left arm towards the center pole, the dry wood creaking and crackling as her fist slammed against it. "Then that trash shinobi betrays us..." Her right leg rose upwards and slammed with the heel of her combat boot upon the top of the wooden pole before she used her left leg as a springboard to veer upwards and spin her right leg towards the center pole before dropping down to the ground again. "And that petulant bitch of a Mizukage thinks she even has the right to dismiss me...ME of all people!!"
With her rage reaching its boiling point, the woman turned away from the poles, closing her eyes for just a moment, until she reopened them again, her expression filled with intense rage and anger, which she used to fuel her following movement. Within an instant her right leg rose from the ground as she made a sharp and quick quarter turn backwards to the right, the heel of her boot slamming against the wooden pole most to the left and toppling it with ease. "I need to get stronger, faster, more powerful....but here in Kirigakure, the whole damn lot seems to favor protocol over simple, dry-cut action...really boring."
Jumping back for an instant, that lone woman, dressed in naught but a pair of black, slick pants, combat boots and a black tubetop, gritted her teeth, spat at the ground and yet again unleashed her unrelenting fury upon the wooden logs. "Humiliated by that annoying, white haired bitch..." Her right fist slammed upon the wooden post most at the left, instantly followed by her cocking back her right arm and launching a direct straight with her left arm towards the center pole, the dry wood creaking and crackling as her fist slammed against it. "Then that trash shinobi betrays us..." Her right leg rose upwards and slammed with the heel of her combat boot upon the top of the wooden pole before she used her left leg as a springboard to veer upwards and spin her right leg towards the center pole before dropping down to the ground again. "And that petulant bitch of a Mizukage thinks she even has the right to dismiss me...ME of all people!!"
With her rage reaching its boiling point, the woman turned away from the poles, closing her eyes for just a moment, until she reopened them again, her expression filled with intense rage and anger, which she used to fuel her following movement. Within an instant her right leg rose from the ground as she made a sharp and quick quarter turn backwards to the right, the heel of her boot slamming against the wooden pole most to the left and toppling it with ease. "I need to get stronger, faster, more powerful....but here in Kirigakure, the whole damn lot seems to favor protocol over simple, dry-cut action...really boring."