[centre]Anko Hyuga[/centre]

The quiet sound of the wind's gentle breeze was so relaxing, it felt nice and refreshing, the ideal place to be at the ideal time; and the perfect weather. Perhaps Konohagakure would always be the best place to live, regardless of what might happen with it, there was no denying that it was placed in a gifted country. The woman stood over a hill which gave her view of the whole village... A perfect view in fact, but that was because she had her byakugan activated. Over the years, she had developed her doujutsu so much that she was capable of seeing things from far away without any hindrance. By far away, I mean really far away. She could identify Jinchuuriki apart from the others, because even their tailed beast's chakra wasn't hidden from her sight, but she couldn't identy if her target was there, at all. It was time to move closer, so she deactivated her byakugan.

Anko was dressed in average shinobi clothes... In fact, average konoha-nin clothes. She wore a simple, revealing top with a padded shirt over it and an open flak vest over them, tight black pants and black sandals. The hitai-ate with konoha's symbol was embbed into her shirt's sleeve on her left arm. Ah, just because it should be worth making note of this; the Hyuga clan seal on her forehead had been removed, so it wasn't visible at all. The seventeen years old took a few steps back, nearly stepping in a young man who was unconcious... or perhaps dead, laying on the ground movelessly. A casual 'oops' escaped her as she raised her leg stepping on him; he had been the source of her flak jacket and other konoha-nin equipment. Without caring much, she took a deep breath before stepping through the gates.

Noticed? Unnoticed? For now, she didn't know. The village wasn't as movemented as it normally is, there was a gathering in a training field though, so that might've been the reason. Crossing her arms over her chest, the young woman strolled with as much casuality as she could muster, her eyes being a black shade thanks to simple transformation jutsu; she could only hope that she wouldn't be lucky enough to walk by an Uchiha or another Hyuga with their respective doujutsu activated, since with that, they'd easily notice the chakra covering her eyes and changing them from the light violet shade that the Hyuga usually possessed to the nearly black, lifeless and common eyes that she 'had' now. This would probably be a long day, and Anko was starting to feel insecure inside her village once again.

... And then, perhaps destiny decided to gift her with luck instead. She made her first turn and caught out of the corner of her eyes a slippery youngling leaping from a window. Not any slippery youngling; her very task had just felt from the sky, literally. Without hesitating, she approached the boy, smiling as sweetly as possible. 

"Hey, you! I think I know you."