Ani walks among the dirt paths and roads of Konoha, leaving the besetting gate which compelled to unviel a shadow of truths over the village in a veil of unspeakable glory. Triumph was of the moment, and not a drop of disrespect was set on the village from Anididree's point of view. At the age of 8, this could probably be dangerous - But then again, a tough life is such the life of a Shinobi, and even at young ages can challenge themselves to increase their combatant and fighting skills. Days passed, her little legs could only walk so far after all. She sat on a nearby log, outlayed by a beautiful river which was shrouded with annual rainfall, or so it appeared - the waterfall masked all unseen disturbances as she took a deep breathe and the smell of crystals and pine arose in her senses. She walked on; finally reaching her destination. The grassy plains and small buildings of the Grass Village seemed to satisfy both her expectations, and her respectful notions as to where she'd be living. She walked into the village, hoping to find her new Kusakage.