In the heart of the dense forest, the air was thick with anticipation. The towering trees formed a canopy that filtered the sunlight into dappled patterns on the forest floor. The scent of moss and damp earth permeated the atmosphere, creating an almost tangible tension. High above, perched on a sturdy branch, Tayuya of the Sound Four observed with keen eyes. Her bright-red hair cascaded down her back, and her fingers lightly caressed the flute at her side—a weapon as deadly as any blade.

— So, the little star finally shows up. She muttered under her breath, a smirk playing on her lips.

— Orochimaru's been quite interested in you. Whatever it is, let's see if you're worth the fuss.

Even while moving cautiously through the underbrush, you were mostly unaware of the stalking eyes upon you. Tayuya's mind raced. She recalled Orochimaru's explicit instructions: if the prodigy from the Hidden Leaf appeared, she was to capture you at all costs. The thought of failure was not an option; her loyalty to Orochimaru was unwavering.

— Tch, this is gonna be a pain. But orders are orders. She grumbled, adjusting her position silently.

Drawing her flute to her lips, Tayuya began to play a haunting melody. The notes resonated through the forest, weaving an intricate genjutsu aimed at ensnaring your senses. She watched intently, waiting for the telltale signs of her jutsu taking hold.

— Let's see how you handle this, genius. She whispered, her eyes narrowing with focus.