It was ridiculously early in the morning the twilight giving way to daylight just barely. Most wouldn't venture into the ninja graveyard this early considering how creepy a location this happened to be... All the dead beneath your feet. Nyx didn't have much of a choice in coming in these hours. The Genin knew that she needed to come but arriving at any other time she may have an unwanted guest... Anyway the Kaguya very much looked like a ghost in the grave yard! Long White hair wavering with each step her pale body took and even her eyes, a deep grey. In fact, she couldn't help recall that without... unforeseen... circumstances she would be one of those buried here instead of visiting with a white flower.
Everyone put one on the monument to the late hokage on their own time. Right now was the grumpy girls time to place that flower. She did everything as it should be done respectful and mourning faced... Honestly though she didn't know rather to be thankful or pissed.
What did the toad sage know about the Hokage? She barely remembered anything about her parents... so she knew even less about the deceased leader of the Konohagakure, of course she wasn't only here out of respect she also had other reasons for coming... along with her sister. She had yet to see the grave of their deceased family so it felt only right that she visited and while she did to also pay mind to the grave of a former leader that meant a lot to a lot of people. In her arms were several bouquets of flowers she and her twin had stopped to pick up, two for their parents and one for the Hokage. She would watch as the fox-eared girl did everything by the book, after all it was probably best to be respectful in times like these even if circumstances weren't always the cheeriest.
She would lower her ridiculous hat to her side as she stepped up after Nyx, carefully putting down a bouquet on behalf of the Sato family. Her face would be a mixture of emotions, death was always such a heavy topic that brought with it a helping of sensitivity. You couldn't say much about the death of somebody you didn't know... but you couldn't help but be upset that someone who was formerly alive had their life cut short. Her fingers would gently rest the bouquet down upon the grave before she too would step aside, lacking the same grief-stricken faces as everyone else but instead marred by a serene face of contemplation. She was all too used to handling her emotions, she could stay cool in the deepest of scenarios... ten years of meditation would do that to you. But she couldn't help but feel sorry for everyone the Hokage's death had hurt, not in a form of pity but in a shared mourning of grief because just over the hill would rest the graves of her parents.
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