hunting

"......i was a waitress for this inn a few decades ago...just some handy tips."

"Hmmmm. Such a spectacularly long life and yet you are still a genin?" Tsumi said. He thought about things. She had more life experience, power, tactical ability, and talent in general than him and yet she was still a genin.

"....ive been in 12 different villages and became anbu in all of them. but that was when i was constantly in my dark willow state. after that, my mothers keke seeped into me and i was inprisoned in the rain."

"So. You are quite a formidable foe." Tsumi said. He thought about things a bit more. "Do you like flowers?"

the side of her mouth turned up to a side grin. " yes. i love them. they are small, yet they receive the harshest of elements..."

"Then you may have this garden, I will keep it alive as long as you like." Tsumi said, a twinkle in his eye.

she smiled. but sadly. " yes but....this is why it should be yours and only yours." she picked a flower. and it died in her hands. shriveld up and turned brown. "let the flowers touch the grave, and not the living dead below it."

"That is why I keep it alive." Tsumi said this warmly. He took the flower, placing it on the ground. Suddenly, roots shot upward, chakra pulsing through the flower and causing it to bond with the roots. Soon the flower was brand new. "Now that trick takes a little chakra, so try not to touch too many flowers."

she smiled. "i wont. thankyou, you greenkeepers have been kind to me." she touched the flower with her gloved hand and it turned gold, yet it was still alive.

"We are kind to anyone who shares our love of nature." Tsumi said this as he jumped back into the tree.

miyukis eyes smiled. yet she kept her sideways grin. " life of the circle. the circle of yin and yang, with their mother embracing them. the earths stars winkle and burn. for in every star, there is life and every life there is a circle in what we must acomplish...." miyuki recited the quote

"Hmmm. I am not familiar with that one." Tsumi said, raising an eyebrow toward Miyu.

"because im the one who made it. alwhile ago...."

"So now you are a poet as well?" Tsumi said, impressed. "You are quite the talented one. All I can do is play a Punji and make flowers."

" well, i cant do those things... so to me. your the talented one."

"One day you may learn to. You never know." Tsumi said, trying to reassure her.

"yes, and one day. youll learn how to do other things too. we all have years to churn and grow from them."

"Some of us more than others." He commented.

" that is true, butyour mind is still growing and you can learn to do more. time is not the limit. "

"Ha, I think I will stick to my plants."

she closed her eyes. "and thats where you will grow."

"I suppose so." Tsumi said, creating a few more flowers. The garden was now brimming with numerous black, white, red, and purple flowers.

she opend her eyes and streched. then gathed up the cooked meat." these will not rot and they are good to eat for about a month. so you can store them in the scroll now."

"Thank you." Tsumi split it into two piles, placing them into two scrolls. "Here, take half. You cooked, you earned it."

"no, i still got to eat my hunt or it will rot. and i dont eat cooked meat...."