Chapter Two: Team 2
The kunoichi was a bit too feral-looking to be pretty. Her short dark brown hair was almost as messy as her cousin Kiba's. She wore a green-brown vest over a light gray shirt and dark shorts, unlike the dresses worn by the rest of the girls in the class.
The first boy had short dark hair and wore a sleeveless orange shirt with harnesses crossing over his body.
The second boy had dark brown spikes for hair and wore tan.
She was a wild, head-on, all-out fighter with a tiny puppy tucked in the sports bra she wore solely for that purpose. He was a weapons specialist. He used earth jutsu.
Their jounin sensei had to admire their spirits and both respect and fear their unwillingness to admit they had failed. She had let them try all day, though she had decided earlier that she wasn't going to pass them. It would be good for them to know that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't be better than they were.
The plan was probably the kunoichi's. It was bold, incredibly stupid, and if it had worked it would have worked. It didn't fail. They did.
They fell over a hundred feet from the thin mountain goat trail of rock on the cliff face. The girl, boys, and puppy were buried as genin.