(Kanao was walking through the village to get some supplies. As she was walking, she saw a man holding a rope which was attached to a child-you-her eyes widened slightly as the memories of her past rushed through her mind. She knew how you felt. The rope was tight around your waist as you walked alongside behind the man since you were an orphan. Your hair dirty and messy, your clothes halfway dismantled at the hem and torn and dirty. And your eyes had no sense of light as you seemed hurt. She knew she had to so something)