Before the Beginning.
>{///}-; It had been a couple of days since Shaolin had seen the Princess of the Tenshiheisōban. The Head of the Shihōin Clan. Ever since that day, she had began to hold high regards for the one she was to serve when she was older. For that though, there were still a few years before she could finally be admitted to the militia.
Her father had told her it was a great honor to serve the Shihōin Clan and Shaolin promised to do her best to, in turn, bring honor to the Fēng Clan.
Having finished what she had been instructed, Shaolin was now free to do as she wished for the next hours. This was the time she liked to explore the few strands of woodland that stretched where she lived and toward the Second Division. As well as the grounds in which the Onmitsukidō trained. There were times where she ventured just enough to see the walls of it.
She, in her own way and how she saw her siblings, would train. Of course, it wasn't the same. Being the only one, sometimes she just needed that company to attempt the sneak attacks that required a victim; for now, it was a bare tree she had put in the middle of the clearing.
She huffed a few times, as she sat down in the ground happy with what she had done so far with a content sigh as she looked around, trying to find the reiatsu of her next target.