The Rōnin- Naruto

Chapter 3: The Abundance of Blankness

Sometimes the expanse of our mind becomes an area of imprisonment, though we feel trapped, we must know that the crawl space we delved into, was one of our imagination. The one we fervently call home.

Third Person

For Gin Kata, the arduous task of crossing various oceans left her with a profound and incessant noise of the sea in her ears, and the squeaking of birds aiming to pierce a bomb onto her heavy shoulders  in her de novo sun bathed ears that were still slightly peeling akin to a snake shedding its skin, that she admittedly relished in. Being in her mind space gave her a feeling of content, and coincidentally, restlessness as well. Her palms were aching again, they only seemed to when she was submerged in her thoughts, and laying on the mindlessly numbing scorch of the sand gave her a broken serenity of purity, until she heard an animalistic growl.

Needless to say, she bolted. Once in the expanse of forest, she started to make columns of earth appear so she could get a sight of where the town was, seeing as her mental map wasn't all so reliable.

Intrusive thought takeover (Kata edition): Am I immortal?

So she decided to test it out, blocking out her rational mind in favor of a thought that could make her cease to be alive. Once she got a column high enough,of course, which would be prolonged to an hour. She didn't have the earth affinity after all, and after this she would have to conserve her energy, that is, if she doesn't perish beforehand- and she thought of the her gloved hands again, the imprint of dried blood cracking like stalagmites onto her -not there- skin of her hands. She slapped her hands together seeing as pain contradicts other forms of pain in almost every scenario, and obviously the searing became worse, so much so, that she tripped on her own feet and was free falling to her death, at least it made the hard part of actually jumping void, though.

Kata shuttered her eyes closed, and focused on every crevice on her body instead. She could feel her nerves tantalizing the sores of sea water and she could feel her feet being forced downwards by the impending gravity, she could feel the fat on her cheeks fall slightly downward to her hearing area, and she could feel the liquids slosh in her stomach, most of it being salt water, she could recount the patches of semi-dry wetness on her clothes that never ceased to annoy her, she could perceive the endless prickling of her digits and palms, and  she could vividly discern her spinal cavity giving out from the impact of her crashing into the firm ebony soil.

She opened her eyes, and all she could see was in the form of red and black, and she closed them again for the la-

Never mind, for her last dying breath she will be able to discern the feeling of a predator catching the prey and savoring it's bones once eaten, that's better.

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The feline was confused. This was supposed to be easy, why did the female scurry as soon as she had spoken to the woman, did she lack every form of social etiquette in the world, all she did was widen her overly sharp eyes and unconsciously let out a a very pathetic 'eep-' and then she pounced on her hind legs and flee-ed, the human language is pitiful, so obviously, she gave chase. The female was sprinting lopsided with her head nearing her clavicle, she looked like one of those ridiculous goose summons when they throw a temper tantrum, a few moments passed with the feline running the expanse of the forest preparing to strike the oblique female when the girl started forming hand signs, so the proud mountain lion slanted her eyes to see pillars of solid black dirt with tree limbs sticking out of the pillar acting as some sort of defense mechanism, the female jumped on one of them finally seeming more straightened and less distraught, she made three in total, one each higher than the other and then she stopped on the third one.