| rdfs:comment | - A long, seemingly exaggerated yawn was released, hallowing eerily along the rushing tempests of the Land of Dragons. The source of the outburst, a young, blonde haired Kiri Shinobi, dressed in bombastic and mismatched clothing, who stubbornly seldom realized she had crossed the Iwa borderline. Staggeringly, she sleeved her palm across her blue-hued eyes, sleepily letting her saliva flow. Her face was a mess, ruffled and dirtied, creases in her skin appearing from sheer tiredness. Her legs collapsed upon themselves, wrenching a loud Clack from her left knee, and she let the lime grasses become her cradle, softly swaying her, physically and mentally, to sleep. As her eyes willingly came to a close, and her legs stiffened a little less, she felt a warmness inside, gifted to her from mother n
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| abstract | - A long, seemingly exaggerated yawn was released, hallowing eerily along the rushing tempests of the Land of Dragons. The source of the outburst, a young, blonde haired Kiri Shinobi, dressed in bombastic and mismatched clothing, who stubbornly seldom realized she had crossed the Iwa borderline. Staggeringly, she sleeved her palm across her blue-hued eyes, sleepily letting her saliva flow. Her face was a mess, ruffled and dirtied, creases in her skin appearing from sheer tiredness. Her legs collapsed upon themselves, wrenching a loud Clack from her left knee, and she let the lime grasses become her cradle, softly swaying her, physically and mentally, to sleep. As her eyes willingly came to a close, and her legs stiffened a little less, she felt a warmness inside, gifted to her from mother nature's generous embrace. She felt relaxed. At peace. And then she was no longer awake. Patrolling his land's borders, was Taki's very own twin Deismun Kazami. From what was known, not a single bug went unnoticed when crossing the Land of Dragons borders. His crimson-eye glared across the borders of the land, and as it did so, he noticed an unusual chakra source. Instantly, he began to make his way towards it. Groaning, Atsuko opened her eyes, annoyed at whatever had woken her. Standing up, she scanned her surroundings. She couldn't see or hear anyone, but her conscience had never been wrong. Exhaling angrily, she looked into the woods, her fingers twitching as resentment boiled in her soul. She had taken this sleep very seriously. "Oi! Where are you!?" She complained, her face fuming.
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