[b][i][center]Harumi Uchiha,

The Mission at the border.
A paper in the sand.

Part I [/b][/i][/center]

Looking from the top of the tree, the raven haired woman saw the group clearly forming. They were doing what they were tasked with. Going with a patrol to ensure that no Sand nin would dare to cross the border into the River Country, thus into the Fire Union. Harumi thought of the secondary objective of the mission. These past few days she had not notice a patrol of Sunagakure nin. Problem was likely that they were being on their own ground as they knew better than to approach the border of the Fire Union. The ANBU folded her hands together as she began to think. Though she wouldn't be failing Hisoka if she would come without a Sand nin, she knew better. He would likely remember it. 

Thinking about how to complete both the missions, Harumi ordered that they would set up camp. She would finish the mission of capturing a shinobi of Sunagakure by herself at night. An idea was being formed in her head as she had an idea how she could capture a shinobi of the Sand without any high chance of a fight. Slowly as the night fell, the company that was under the command of Harumi made camp. It was around ten shinobi that was on patrol. After all, the Sand wouldn't likely dare trying to anger the Fire Union. Not after their last defeat a little while back. It was weakened and not in the state of being able to face the wrath of the Fire Union alone. Harumi waited until the time was right. Making sure that nobody would check again if she was sleeping, she would sneak out of her tent. The group was paying watch to their surroundings, but Harumi knew where every watch was stationed. Besides, the sensor was on the look for unknown chakra signatures. Taking the wager, she made her move. 

After ten minutes, she walked up a sand dune. The temperature wasn't that hot at night, but Harumi disliked it here. The lifeless dessert, in her opinion, was a reflection of Sunagakure. Barren, annoying and most of all : nothing interesting. How one would call this barren place home was beyond her imagination, but then again she wasn't sure why those desert rats once had it in their mind to challenge Konohagakure. Likely the sun had burned their remains of a brain away. As she continued to mock the Sand, she noticed some light in the distance. A camp? Now she was highly on guard. Her plan to surprise and capture a nin of the Sand was about speed, surprise and being ruthless. Slowly she sneaked towards the camp. Licking her lip, behind the ANBU mask, Harumi narrowed her eyes. Slowly she formed the handsignal as she performed the jutsu.

[center][i]It was time to strike.[/center][/i]