CAUTION: THIS IS NOT A TSUNADE RP!!
You'll be able to figure it out at the end. X3
A young woman stood out on a hill one fine fall day, hair pale as sunlight streaming out on fingers of the wind. Pen and paper were in her hands as she stared at the stone that stood as a memorial for all the fallen, brave shinobi of Konohagakure.
Her belly was
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