Jana was inside the individual snow cap caverns. Inside a cave of her own where she meditated. It was fancied out to be a dojo but it never actually came into usage as one until ten years ago. This was where Jana grew up, trained, was beaten, trained, and slept. This was the only home she knew ever since her parents had been killed and for that she held no regrets, no feelings, no heart ache, nothing. She was absolutely in her right to do what was necessary and yet as her sword laid across her lap she was displeased with the way of the samurai yet she would still serve because it was her duty and life that held her to keep going.
Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
