The whistle of a naginata’s blade slicing cleanly through the air disturbed the otherwise pristine silence of the grounds of Tenshukaku– though it was not uncommon for the clamor of training warriors to be heard throughout the confines of Inazuma City, Ei generally preferred to keep to herself in order to maintain her complete focus over her body’s movements.
Distraction would cost you your life, after all. The battlefield was not a place to hesitate, nor was it a place to focus on anything but the opponent in front of you. In the flames of war, her signature naginata fit perfectly in the palm of her hands, and it functioned as an extension of her physical form rather than a weapon.
A grimace crossed her features as she continued the motion of her swings, distracted only by sweat dripping into her eyes and causing a vicious sting. It was followed by a sharp breath as she brought her forearm to her face, sweat-slicked bangs sticking to her forehead. The huff of frustration that followed was uncharacteristic of her normal demeanor, but she found herself unable to care as she stepped closer to the wall in order to carefully lean her naginata against it. Muscles in her shoulders ached, and a calloused hand came up to rub at the tender flesh– now would be a better time than any to take a brief moment to regain her focus.
How long had she been here? The sun was well into the sky at this point, her violet eyes squinting in the blinding light as her pupils adjusted. It didn’t particularly matter, but… Ei found herself forcefully squashing the urge to leave in search of a certain pink-haired fox. @narukamiis













