She’s been running laps around the village.
No boosting chakra through her muscles to make herself faster or to push their endurance; just running, using the varying terrain to set an extra challenge, and see how long she could last.
She’s been going since dawn, and it’s pushing into the afternoon. Dust is clinging to her sweaty skin, she’s panting and flushed, her muscles had been aching with the strain for the past two hours so…and she’s starving.
Maybe it’s time to stop.















