Lovely world

Oh what a lovely world. From water to humidity... such a disgusting change in weather. Mother nature was being cruel today. Instead of being rather flat and predictable, it was jumping about. Well not true, it was more of her jumping around. The heat dried her hair but the water in the air made it frizzy and drenched in feeling. Oh how Amy despised nature right now. The messy feeling of her body due to the climate's cruel ways. Oh Amy, Amy, what have we done? We came to probably the LEAST compatible place for her body type. Her skinny structure was in no way equipped for the dehydrating air and guess who hadn't prepared for it? Yes the little redhead had decided instead to wing it. Oh how she hated life so much now. Her tiger eyes were ringed in exhaustion and she let her body lean against a tree. Her breath releasing softly through parted lips. She shook her head and shuddered, feeling as if that black poncho was glued and melded onto her very being. She felt one with the plastic. Her hair was pulled up, but it didn't help, the hood of the poncho covering her lovely face. Well not really lovely, more of homely with her vampire pale skin under that dark pink hair. A scar above her left eye disfiguring her face. Perhaps if she got a tan and some cover up she would be attractive. Though to those who saw the figure it was just a black cloaked figure. No face, no body. Hell it could be a man!

Her breath heaved slightly as she braced herself with her right arm, allowing it to remain at a ninety degree angle as her head rested on the forearm. Even in the shade of this lone, twiggy tree she felt hot. Then again she didn't get much sun. She preferred hiding and avoiding the sunlight. The heart in her chest rammed heavily as she coughed dryly. Where was the village? What was a water user to do? She needed water. Wait couldn't she just use a jutsu? No that would be too much energy out of her. Yet she would fight to the end against anyone who said she was weak. She wouldn't allow that, no-sir-ree. She was strong even in her weakness. At least that's what she said in her mind. She would lean now, as if waiting for water to appear. Either that or heatstroke would kick in... she hoped for the first. It wasn't even that hot out really, Amy was just too temperamental too the weather.