The first then she felt was burning.
Shooting up, Izuna instantly regretted it at the feeling of nausea and coughed, trying to get the awful taste of sand out of her mouth as even with her eyes shut tight she was blinded by the sun. Clutching onto her stomach, she curled into a tight ball as aces and pain shot out thought out her body. After her fit was over, she grimaced at the blazing heat and wiped the sweat and sand that collected over her body.
Pushing herself into a seated position, she was confused at the sight of wasteland. Even more alarming was when Izuna tried to remember what happened before, everything turned up blank. Looking down, she instantly felt disgusted at her state of dress and tugging on the bloodied grey vest.
Bracing her arm against the wall of the cliff side, her legs wobbled as she glanced around the place. Later she found her bag a few feet away and after looking through it she found a few of her own belongings inside.
Stomach growling, Izuna grabbed the water bottle and took a massive gulp from to both sooth the burning in her throat and to lessen the taste of bitter taste of bile. Vision blurred, she stumbled and fell.
When Izuna awoke, it was dark and freezing.
After doing the best that she could at this point, Izuna shivered near the small fire she was able to make and clenched the cloak from her bag tighter around herself. Leaning against the wall while nibbling on a ramen flavored ration bar, it was then that she saw movement out of the corner of her eye.
Tensing up, the Uchiha watched as the being inched closer and closer, with her knife ready Izuna was ready to fight tooth and nail until it did something it didn't expect.
It took cautious steps before her.
"…"
The thing was dressed in dirtied brown robes, the only opening visible being the dark opening of its face where a bright yellow eyes shined from the right side of its face. Izuna was instantly reminded of the stray cats from her clans compound.
She also noted that it was freakishly tiny.
It wined, inching closer. Clenching its stomach, it was a clear indication of what it wanted.
After a while of this, she took pity and tossed it a bar and watched in fascination as the moment the being grabbed it, it turned around to couch protectively over what she could only assume its first actual meal in a while.
The moment it finished, its hands twitched as it sat across from her and made a sound.
Hunger loss, Izuna tossed it her half eaten bar and watched as it went to town on it.
Days passed and it was then that she decided to name it Noodle.