Siren sat lazily under a grand oak as a soft cool wind blew over her, making the pages of her book dance at its whim. The waters of the mighty waterfall lightly sprayed over her bare feet as she hummed a quiet tune. A twig snapped in the distance, alerting her quickly since she was very sure that the deer were in a different part of the forest. She started to pack her things as a quiet morning soon turned into a haze of sliver, a kunai flew from the bushes grazing her right shoulder and she took to flight threw the branches. She looked back to see whom her pursuer was, seeing nothing she made haste to return to the safety of the village. Before she reached the gates, she found the only path blocked by enemy ninja. She was cornered like an animal about to be slaughtered, what could she do?
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