The sun's intense heat rays shot down on the greenest field in the shinobi world. Temperatures just well enough, for anyone to step outdoors and enjoy the day. The birds sat on nearby tree limbs, all eyes the center of the nearly vacant field. There stood one young woman, and a target board that was clear as could be. She made no sounds, and stood completely stiff and not even a violent gust of wind could force her to move. She was like a display doll in a clothing store, that even birds would take a chance and stand on her shoulders.