1 Defection? Perish the thought! { Tre | Invite Only } Thu Jul 14, 2016 6:30 am
Blake Belladonna
D-rank
The wilderness of the Land of Fire was one that was often populated by trees aplenty soaring dozens of meters above ground and claiming the skies as their domain with leafy green canopies stretching out for as far as the eye could see, creating a blanket of sweeping green within the horizon. However, with the abundance of trees, one could also find, normally, meadows devoid of any vegetation for as far as the eye could see save the long blades of green that rose from the earth one stood on, shuffling only with one’s movement.
This particular location that Blake found herself in was perilously close to the border with the Land of Lightning. It was here that Blake often found herself, looking out towards the Land of Lightning, toying with the idea of crossing the border a few kilometers away. She’d been accosted a few times by the friendly Special Jonin or Jonin and inquired as to her presence in the area, and she had always truthfully been able to affirm that she was simply enjoying the scenery and the cool breeze that visited this spot on Saturday evenings. Hidden away were any rebellious thoughts that tempted the impiety known as defection, and as she hadn’t been lying as much as she’d been omitting facts from her statements, they never had a reason to question her loyalty. Coupled with her frequent presence here, and any border guard familiar with the northeastern posts would come to understand her frequenting of this one, relaxing area.
That was not to mention she never toyed with the idea; heavens no. Defection, while severely frowned upon, had been something she’d fled to as a potential option multiple times in her past, heartened only by the falling safety of her own home. People were out there to hunt her, dogs were out to seek her like the cat she was, and she was far from adequate to play this little game of prey and predator and come out alive. Regardless, this position, with no trees in sight as forestation began to give way to the stone cold mountainous regions of the Land of Lightning, always seemed to calm her down, to soothe her agitated nerves.
375 words | 375 total
This particular location that Blake found herself in was perilously close to the border with the Land of Lightning. It was here that Blake often found herself, looking out towards the Land of Lightning, toying with the idea of crossing the border a few kilometers away. She’d been accosted a few times by the friendly Special Jonin or Jonin and inquired as to her presence in the area, and she had always truthfully been able to affirm that she was simply enjoying the scenery and the cool breeze that visited this spot on Saturday evenings. Hidden away were any rebellious thoughts that tempted the impiety known as defection, and as she hadn’t been lying as much as she’d been omitting facts from her statements, they never had a reason to question her loyalty. Coupled with her frequent presence here, and any border guard familiar with the northeastern posts would come to understand her frequenting of this one, relaxing area.
That was not to mention she never toyed with the idea; heavens no. Defection, while severely frowned upon, had been something she’d fled to as a potential option multiple times in her past, heartened only by the falling safety of her own home. People were out there to hunt her, dogs were out to seek her like the cat she was, and she was far from adequate to play this little game of prey and predator and come out alive. Regardless, this position, with no trees in sight as forestation began to give way to the stone cold mountainous regions of the Land of Lightning, always seemed to calm her down, to soothe her agitated nerves.
375 words | 375 total