The black masked ANBU sighed as she finished checking over bag one last. Double checking the mission scroll to where her contractor and target were and where she was heading and what was the best possible route there. Closing her eyes and whispering a soft prayer she off, ignoring the floating island in the sky and the pang in her chest,

[Enter from Umi]

Shiro sighed as she leaned on the trunk of the tree she was resting in. She would reach the land of Rice, the land between the lands the next day, there was currently a warlord and arms dealer that needed handling discreetly, it would all be good money for both her and the village. Shiro closed her eyes forcing herself to sleep while she set her internal alarm for a an hour before dawn.

The Sky was red again as Shiro ate her field rations. For the first time in a few weeks she hadn't dreamed of a brown eyes and a bear mask, in fact she hadn't dreamed at all that was a wonderful thing. Perhaps she was finally get over him. What ever the reason it was a good thing, she couldn't afford to be distracted. Infiltration was dangerous enough. Stuffing the wrapper in her bag she set off again toward the expansive rice fields.

A white cloaked figure sighed as they stood on the hill over looking over the valley taking it all in before she descended heading into the rising sun. The valley was warm and peaceful it was a hard to believe trouble could brew but then again trouble doesn't like peaceful.

[Exit Land Between the Lands]