She wandered to one of the out laying collection of buildings and homes on her way to Konoha. She figured she could take a rest, after all... gotta conserve energy!
She walked on the dirt beaten path that ran through it all. It would ultimately lead her to every place in that small town... however only one building peaked her interest. It was the local library, something that could help her.
He took a quick jog to her destination with the thoughts of her father on her mind. She couldn't remember the name of the sword he held, if he ever told her. She thought about the power of the blade, only to remember she never saw him use it. She only realized how little she knew about the killer she was chasing. She did not see his face. She did not remember the sword. All she could remember was his voice... a cold icy voice.
She pushed open the doors of the library only to sprint inside to look for a single scroll, or even a book. She had to take a small step now, or it would be too late. She ran into the building, bypassing the desk to wander about the rows of books and scrolls. "Found it." She said aloud. "SHHHHH!" cried a lady. She seemed to be complete delved into her own literature collection, but that was not the point.
She grabbed a scroll, only to have it labeled the exact thing she wanted. "Medical Ninjutsu." She read.
She looked at the diagrams, only to learn about the calculated and precise chakra control. In order for her to learn anything about it, she had to seek out a master. She had to find someone who knew how to do transplants. From there, she could learn exactly how to control her chakra to heal others.
She walked on the dirt beaten path that ran through it all. It would ultimately lead her to every place in that small town... however only one building peaked her interest. It was the local library, something that could help her.
He took a quick jog to her destination with the thoughts of her father on her mind. She couldn't remember the name of the sword he held, if he ever told her. She thought about the power of the blade, only to remember she never saw him use it. She only realized how little she knew about the killer she was chasing. She did not see his face. She did not remember the sword. All she could remember was his voice... a cold icy voice.
She pushed open the doors of the library only to sprint inside to look for a single scroll, or even a book. She had to take a small step now, or it would be too late. She ran into the building, bypassing the desk to wander about the rows of books and scrolls. "Found it." She said aloud. "SHHHHH!" cried a lady. She seemed to be complete delved into her own literature collection, but that was not the point.
She grabbed a scroll, only to have it labeled the exact thing she wanted. "Medical Ninjutsu." She read.
She looked at the diagrams, only to learn about the calculated and precise chakra control. In order for her to learn anything about it, she had to seek out a master. She had to find someone who knew how to do transplants. From there, she could learn exactly how to control her chakra to heal others.