Fūrin was in Konoha's forest, she was trying to catch her breath from all the trouble that has been going on lately and to relax. She looked like a flower amongst the trees. No, she was the brightest flower of them all. She was wearing her usual attire, and she was walking in the forest, watching the nature, trees and all the animals. "It sure has been a while since I had a rest, the constant troubles of Konoha keeps me on my toes, always anticipating an attack, never feeling safe. The fact that Konoha lies without a Jinchūriki is agonizing. We once had Uzumaki Naruto, the Kyūbi Jinchūriki. With him, Konoha wielded unimaginable strength. In the end, that young boy became the Hokage, it's a shame that he died relatively young" these thoughts echoed in Fūrin's head as she began to think of w