It had been months sense the attack on her home, so many that she was soon to be 14 in just 2 months but the memory of that day still burned in her heart like it had just happened. Even now she wanted to cry but her tears had long dried up before that day. as she looked around her dorm she felt out of place, while this might seem like a basic dorm for most it was a palace compared to where she had to sleep at her prior " school ". She left the door to her room open as she got settled in, 13 years of not having a door makes remember to close one difficult. After she unpacked her cloths she started removing her weapons, Her former headmaster often talked about the differences in other schools and theirs one of the differences being as he said ' It is typically not acceptable to walk around like a mobile armory '. laughing about that memory as she tossed them on the bed, Throwing knives, Wakizashi, Suriken, Kunai, Katana and a pair of daggers. anyone that wondered in might wonder where a 4' 5" ice fea was keeping all this. "I wonder if they will be upset if I keep my Daggers on me? " she said as she held them, the daggers would look fairly normal except for a crest stamped into the blades.