Chiasa looked down at the baby girl in her arms. It just wasn't right for someone so tiny, so fragile, so inocent, to grow up not knowing they had an older sibling out there, that was twelve years older, and there be a possibilty they aren't even alive anymore.
"I know that Nara took him in but still..." she shook her head and looked at her daughters beautiful features. She had pale blond curls that glistened in the sun and icy blue eyes that, if you looked at them, brought a sense of peace to you.
"Miyuki...that shall be your name, Miyuki of the Rain.." Chiasa smiled at the name she had just given to her daughter, it fit perfectly. Little Miyuki just giggled in her mothers arms.
"So you like your new name?" Chiasa said as she kissed the baby girl, her beautiful baby girl, on the nose ever so gentley, "I am glad. You are Miyuki of the Rain, Amegakures own little snowflake..."