Along came a spider

[thelittleprincess]

Who: Ami and Masanori
When: Backdated to December
Where: Under a tree not far from Team Shisui's usual training ground.

Really, in retrospect it had been a poor idea to stay so close, but after years of being a social outcast Ami had come to expect a certain amount of shunning and negligence from her peers. Or at least, the peers that weren't stupid enough to try and pick a fight with her. She had forgotten, for one crucial, inexplicable moment, that Masanori was stupid, and excessively so.

So she had stayed a little too close to the field after training, choosing to settle back against a large, heavily scarred tree as she penned her latest letter to Sephiroth. It had been disappointing, getting the news that the Chuunin Exam was not an option for the team this cycle, and Ami would be lying if she said that the host site wasn't a large part of why she had hoped to attend.

She shook her head with a soft sigh and signed her name, setting the letter aside for a moment to pack up the rest of her stationary and equipment. She would post it, along with the ribbons, on her way home.

Errands and snowball fights [open!]

[puppypile]

Who: Hana and anyone
When: January 12th
Where: Training fields, then various parts of Konoha

Hana was dressed much more warmly than usual, her arms and legs fully covered and flak jacket zipped all the way up. She leapt from treetop to treetop, the Haimaru brothers trailing after her. Most of the training fields showed evidence of already being used that day. When she finally found what she was looking for, Hana laughed gleefully and dove for the ground, rolling and hopping back to her feet in the training field full of previously untouched snow. Mikai and Haru landed to either side of her, but Baishi, coming down last, tackled Hana to the ground again, licking her with a wet tongue.

She flung him off, laughing again, and quickly gathered a couple of snowballs before returning to standing. This snow was much too nice to waste on spars with weapons. Her dogs' thick fur kept them warm. They panted happily as all three of them began circling her.

Hana wouldn't say no to company, on her side or as an opponent.

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After a stop at home to get dry clothes, it was Hana's turn to spend her afternoon off errand-running, since Tsume's usual victim was otherwise occupied. A visit to the Hokage's office, a trip to the Academy to drop off lunch for Kiba, and assorted other small tasks took her all over Konoha.

Hana was too friendly to be the ideal errand runner. She'd gladly stop to visit with anyone she ran into along the way.