In the quarter of the Uchiha clan there was complete silence at night. The civilians had been asleep for a long time. The night bird was the only disturbance. There was a slight dampness in the air, indicating imminent rain.

Who are you?

The woman kept her hand on the hilt of her katana, preparing for the worst. Her eyes looked at you disapprovingly, piercing right through you. Looks like she's patrolling the clan today.