Sakura

It was moments like this that made Shigure love being a Rukongai runt.

Sunshine was lighting and warming up her face as it sank into the horizon and a soft breeze ruffled her short golden hair.

Her eyes flew open as something landed on her cheek. She reached and picked it off. Sakura. One from the many sakura trees that littered the land she called home. She smiled and gazed upon it for a little while longer with her fiery eyes before opening her fingers and letting it float away on the wind.

This place was nice. She'd always stay here…