Indeed, she had something important to do today. She had requested to go on a mission away from Gekkousatou, needing a change of scenery. Every time she walked the village streets she'd end up somewhere that held onto her memories and she didn't want that anymore. Ami needed a temporary escape. So she was relieved when she received news of a wild attack near the Sun Village. She had only just finished delivering a package, so she hoped at least the guards there would recognize her and not think she was trespassing. She enjoyed her casual visits to the other village, having a completely different landscape than her own. Ami would walk slowly down to the gates, her scroll in hand.
"I'll be back in a couple of days." She showed the guards the scroll and informed them casually of her return date. It wasn't necessary but she always felt obliged to. The girl would walk past the gates and onto Kataki road, the wind blowing lightly through her hair. She had chosen to wear her black dress with high heeled boots of the same colour, her sword in the same position as always, tucked underneath her belt to her left, and her weapon pouch strapped to her left knee. She also tied her hair up with a red hairtie today, to be a little different she supposed. She remembers the last time she here, when she delivered a package to the Sun, how she had made the horrible mistake of venturing out in the middle of the night.
Ami looked up at the clear skies, thinking about the mission she was going to do. She would have to stay completely focused and collected. How many times she had either wounded herself carelessly because her mind was wanderer. She was not going to think about Keiji today, she concluded as she was a shinobi who had something to prove to the world. The girl would continue to work at a slower-than-normal pace, her eyes glancing left and right for any unusual activities and would soon come to the outskirts of the sun scorched desert.