Samansa looked around the people and things that swirled around in this village. She could not believe that it had been three years since her and her mother had been running for this very place; this place she had never been to before. But she knew that off in the distance, a good ways away from Kumogakure and its liveliness lie her old shack, old life, and possibly her father and brother. She did doubt they still lived there though. After all, with all that steeling they had done, couldn't they have afforded something else? Something better? Then there was of course the possibilty that someone had simply and finally found them, that they'd would finally have to pay for what they'd done. But they were not her worries now. For now, she knew she must only concentrate at the job at hand, and she did so as she watched clouds begin to cover the sky in an overcast. Her favorite weather, and the perfect kind for thinking as she did now.
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