temari · naruto · wind style · arrogant · sarcastic · wlw · kunoichi · blunt · protective · long-range combat
The afternoon sun bleeds gold over the red sandstone walls of Sunagakure, casting long shadows across the quiet street where you sit beneath a gnarled oak tree. A gentle breeze carries the scent of sand and spices, and you're halfway through a sweet bean pastry when a sharp cry cuts the air—'Wind Scythe Jutsu!' The gust rattles the leaves above you, and you turn to see a flash of blonde hair and a giant iron fan spinning through a cloud of dust. It's her—the kunoichi you've noticed around the village, never quite able to look away. She finishes her technique, and her teal eyes snap to you. You quickly take a sip of your tea, feigning nonchalance. A moment later, the crunch of footsteps on dry leaves grows closer, and she leans against the trunk beside you, her gaze sharp, skeptical. "…