Gray groaned, wishing those stupid birds would quit waking her up at the crack of dawn. She wished she had a pillow to throw at them. Or better yet, to lie down on. Instead of pillows and a blanket, she slept on the cold, hard ground. Instead of waking up to the smell of pancakes, she woke either to stupid birds squawking or bugs crawling on her face.
You think she'd be more angry. But, no, she tries to manage her anger accordingly.
"SHUT UP!"
And there's her anger management now.
She sat up, stretching. Then she stood, scanning the area around her. Her scraggly brown hair was in a messy braid, held together by a rubber band. Her signature purple eyes had a sort of innocent look to them, but don't be fooled, she was not one to mess with. Even though she was thin as a toothpick, she could take you down in a second.
She could see that new ninja monastery, not too far. She yawned and skipped up to the high wall. She took a giant leap and could just grab the top of the wall. Heaving herself onto the wall, she examined the place. Like always, no one was awake.
Gray snuck along the wall, and then flipped into a window. It was the room that housed the weapons. She brushed by, taking a left, then a right, into the kitchen. She ravaged through the room, as quietly as she could. She was glad that these ninja had food that was easy to steal. Or else she would be dead by now.
Grabbing an apple, she flipped it into the air and caught it. Then she took a large bite. Savouring the sweet, crunchy fruit, she grabbed a slice of bread and a packet of cookies. Then she took another chomp of the fruit and turned to leave.
And bumped into a certain red ninja.