Lu-Lu
Elder Member
Hiyami Hyuga; Hyuga Compound, Konoha
The commotion in the village seemed to have died down since the previous night; she had overheard her father conversing with the elders during the night, something about ANBU members scouting all over the village and a strange white haired individual being seen leaving the village in apparent pursuit.
She'd just assumed the white haired one they spoke of was Hatsuharu, the diplomat from the Hidden Mist and her own personal friend, that however didnt seem to be the case judging by the hushed tones the men were speaking in.
Hiyami had slipped noiselessly out of her bedroom in the far end of the Hyuga's main building, the padded soles of her socks dulled the sound of her footsteps against the polished wooden floors that lined the traditionally styled house as she snuck through the hallways and out through a side door normally used by those who served the Hyuga household.
Being the only child of the current Head of the Clan, Hiyami, the Heiress apparent of Konoha's noble Hyuga Clan, was almost always coddled and surrounded by attendants and those wishing to win her favour that, she'd devised several escape routes in and out of her Family home in order to come and go as she pleased.
She'd already endured a lecture from her father about behaving in a manner befitting the next head of the clan and had been informed her next appointment with the elders was largely to do with her refusal to choose a suitor from within the confines of the clan. She had at this point, decided to be conveniently unavailable thay day, although she doubted that would stop them for long.
Why couldnt they understand that she'd already had her sights on someone she deemed suitable.
"I wonder if Ryou-sama is busy today"
From the back gardens the lined the far end of the Hyuga Family compound, the towering red Hokage building could be seen peeking through the treeline and that is what currently held Hiyami's attention.
She'd dressed lightly for the day, wearing a light oriental styled dress that had been trimmed in a reddish shade of brown, the buttons of which clipped down the side of her neck and towards her underarm; The style of her shirt left her shoulders exposed and the fabric hung down to her mid thigh, being held together by a small leather belt which wrapped around her waist. Her pants were rather unremarkable, being plain black and figure hugging, her kunai pouch strapped to her right thigh and shinobi sandals close in appearance to those worn by Tsunade. Her purple hair had been roughly tied up, two small buns on either side of her head kept most of the hair from her face, the rest of which tumbled mid way down her back and across her shoulders.
It seemed like she had only just settled herself in when the unmistakeable sound of name being called drifted through the air, her attendants had cottoned on to her escape much faster than usual today and it became apparent that if she wanted any kind of peace, she'd have to find it elsewhere.
Looking back over her shoulder, Hiyami placed her hands on the high fence that seperated the Clan from the Village and lifted herself up, swinging her legs over the edge of the fence and dropping down into the back streets of Konoha before disappearing into the crowd.