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Miyako rolled onto her side, her golden-hazel eyes gazed out her window. Her red-purple hair tangled and warming her neck. Snow covered the ground, killing whatever grass was left from the rainy season that had come before the cold time. The young girl exhaled, her breath only slightly visible in the room. "It's too d*** cold in this house" she muttered, pulling the covers up to her neck. Though Miyako was completely awake, she was too lazy to get out of bed. She curled up and rubbed her arms. She hated the coldness but loved winter. With an irritated sigh, she turned over, her back to the world. Miyako sat up, flinging her legs over the side of the bed. Her warm pajamas containing what warmth she had stored up. The child of the doctor, who was busy with his ill wife, ran her slender fingers through her soft hair. With a disapproving shake of her head, the girl stood up and got her favorite gray hoodie and some jeans. Skipping over to her dresser, she pulled out some undies, a bra and her black knee-hi socks. Miyako walked back over to her bed and pulled down the blinds. Biting her lip, she ran over to her door and quietly closed it. With that, she began stripping down and re-clothing herself with the articles she had picked out not even one minute beforehand.

Once completely dressed, Miyako walked out into the kitchen. She peered into the fridge and retrieved some of the riceballs from the previous night's dinner. Opening the wrap, she grasped one of the delicate objects and sat down. She nibbled on the top of it, lost in thought. It had now been six days since her mom had been healthy. With an angry rumbled of her stomach, Miyako shoved half of the riceball into her mouth. She chewed for a few seconds, then downed the rest. "Dad! I'm gonna go out and train!" she called out. It was a Saturday so no school. That was always nice.
"Wear a coat" came her father's tired voice from the room to the left. Miyako smiled and gave a nod that no one would see. The girl, licking the sweet crumbs from her fingertips, padded over to the coat closet and grasped her brown coat, plenty warm enough for the cold day. Inside her pocket was a hat and gloves that she hated to wear but always had on hand just in case. The Takako child stepped outside and got her keys from her pocket, re-locking the door on her way out. With a sigh and sneeze, she headed left for her favorite training grounds.

Miyako finally made it to the training grounds. She coughed a few times. The cold winter always caused her a bit of trouble with her lungs, yet another trait her mother passed down to her. The Takako girl grasped the ponytail holder from her wrist and pulled her hair back into a neat tail coming from the middle of her head. "There, that should do it!" she exclaimed with a smile. Rubbing her bare hands together, she got ready to use one of her fire techniques. Miyako inhaled sharply and seemingly exhaled through her palms, which were extended at a large mound of snow. This motion resulted in fire blazing from her hands to the snow. Of course, it melted into water and grass was only slightly visible under the white mass that had been able to dodge the heat. Using the water she had created, she used another motion and the aqua lifted from the puddle it was not even a few seconds ago. Clenching her pale hands into fists, the water froze into ice balls. Suddenly, the sound coming from behind her broke her focus and the blocks of solid ice fell to the ground, indenting the fragile snow. Miyako turned her head and spotted a boy, probably a few years older than she was. "Excuse me! Who are you? I've never seen you here before" she called out, turning her body 180 degrees and walking towards the stranger. Miyako put a smile onto her face and cocked her head to the side, her long bangs falling into her golden-hazel eyes. "By the way, I'm Miyako, Miyako Minori Takako" the girl introduced with a little wave.