Elyssia moves herself further into the shade, away from the heat of Sunagakure, the shadows enveloped her, the coolness delicious after the warmth outside. She stalked quietly through the training building, finding a 'safe' place to unleash her Chakra.
Pooling the sweet energy to her fingertips she began to practice simple techniques, working her fingers and chakra, making the handsigns closer than second nature with each passing day. Bordem at the small flames, such a pale reminder of the legendary days when fire and lightning sorted the clan into the worthy and the dead.
Thinking on this element of heritage she removed her precious scroll from her pack, after careful study beginning to expend her chakra in the form of a deceptively small flame on her fingertip, using her breath to project it toward the target she panted softly at her efforts with the Burning Flame Jutsu, before begining again...
... by the time she padded into the street, she found blessed night had descended while she worked.
Pacing towards the Inka Compound. They seemed to have taken a liking toward her, though she couldn't fathom the reason why. She hadn't even tried to be nice, but then she hadn't helped herself to the wine; Why steal what was freely offered? It was frustrating she decided and simply not to be understood.