She never really knew what attracted her so fervently to the outside world.
There was so much beauty she saw in everything around her. Savora would often find herself wandering off into the depths of the forest and finding solace in the trees and the freshness of the air all around her. The gentle dribble of the creak that caressed the rocks smoothly and produced such a serene noise that it could enchant anybody's soul. What people didn't realize was how beautiful the world around them was, with the crisp greens and oranges of the Earth. They lacked appreciation and that was their ignorance, and Savora knew that.
Training had admittedly worn her out on this particular day, though she had only been working for a few hours. It was longer than usual, she supposed, as she would have dozed off earlier. It was a bit aloof of her to waste away her valuable training time sleeping underneath the shade of the crisp autumn leaves, and no matter how many times she told herself she would train straight through the day, she always found herself dozing off underneath whatever tree was closest. She was beginning to stray towards one tree constantly, however, finding the most comfort in it. Perhaps it was the familiarity of simply being there everyday, knowing the coarse feel of the trunk against her back and the way she could rest her head on it just perfectly.
She didn't know.
Savora lowered herself down to the ground with a barely audible sigh, her eyes automatically fluttering closed. She stayed this way for a few minutes, not falling into the clutches of sleep, but resting peacefully. It was becoming dark and she knew the vast shadows of the night would aid her in her sleep, and so she waited. It was only when a few more minutes past she felt the droplettes of rain speckling onto her face, her coral hues fluttering open with both alarm and adoration. Instead of fleeing to find somewhere dry to rest, she simply stayed underneath the weeping sky— slender arms extending to feel the drops kiss against her skin.
She welcomes the rain with open arms.
"You'll catch a cold, you know..."
A familiar voice ignited her senses and she turned to meet the voice that beckoned to her, broken from her serene trance. She already knew who the voice belonged to before she tilted her head to look at him— gaze landing on the white-haired man who stood just a bit away from her. His expression was blatant as always, though his eyebrows were cocked upward, as if he was amused by the fact she was casually allowing the rain to soak into her. It was light and gentle, however, so she saw no problems with it. Even if it was raining hard, it would mean to nothing to her. She welcomed all aspects of nature without a speck of hesitance.
"It's an autumn sprinkle," She mumbled, her voice above a hoarse whisper, "I'm not going to die from sitting through it."
"I didn't say you were going to die," He responded back to her quickly, walking closer to her. The Earth underneath him became damp with the rain and the bottoms of his shoes made an odd popping noise each time his feet would meet the soil once again, finally standing over the blue-haired female, "I said you could catch a cold."
Savora's brows furrowed in defiance and she crossed her hands over chest, obviously not buying into his words. She couldn't count how many times she had stayed out in the rain and fell asleep to the sound and feeling of the droplettes of water falling down from the sky, as if the times were endless. It was almost as though the nature welcomed her as much as she welcomed it— and therefore didn't make her sickly. She sighed a little and shook her head, her eyes not leaving his frame that now hovered over her.
"A cold won't do anything to me, anyway. I can easily get over it and I wouldn't have to stop training if I did get one. People who are tied down by something as trivial as a cold are weak."
By the way his face twisted she could almost see the smile underneath his mask. She knew he could see right through her 'cold and distant' presentation. He leaned over a little to the point where he was a little too close for comfort, his face lingering near her own as he checked her up close.
"It's not as though you spend much time training anyway," He trilled, and Savora knew now he was definitely smiling underneath that cloth. Why he— "You always spend your time dozing off underneath this tree."
Savora's lips curled into a frown and her eyes hardened. How did he even know that? She knew that he sometimes watched her train when she was up and on her two feet actively, but he couldn't followed her into the woods. She would have heard him if he did, as she was far too in tune with her surroundings for him to be able to slip past her acute senses. Her fingers curled into her palms and her lips parted to speak in her defense, roseate colored eyes alert.
He spoke before her, though, knowing she was about to let lose on a tangent.
"I suppose I want to find out what's so good about this tree. And getting soaked in the rain."
He was so casual about it—crouching down to sit against the tree himself. He stared off into the open terrain for a few moments and Savora couldn't capture what that look on his face was. It was blatant and void of emotion, a contrast to the look of pure amusement only a few moments ago. It was only when he looked back at her he almost looked intrigued.
The rain suddenly stopped it's timid falling and in just a few split-seconds started to pour down on the two of them, Savora's eyes widening slightly. She hadn't felt rain like this in such a long time that it almost felt like a blessing, unable to help the smile tilt onto her lips. Kakashi looked a bit taken back by her inappropriately blissful expression, as the rain was coarse and borderline uncomfortable.
The blue haired girl tilted her head away from the man, allowing her eyelids to flutter shut once more. The feeling was too nice to resist, her lips still curved into a gentle smile. She could feel his body still near and still sitting next to her, even through the rainfall.
"You should get going if you don't want to catch a cold," She chimed softly, though she still peered down at the ground through half-lidded eyes, "Since you're so worried about it."
"I still haven't found out what's so good about being in... in this." He spoke calmly though his tone was a blatant cross between confused and exasperated, already finding himself uncomfortably cold at the hands of the pouring rain. His clothes were soaked through and his hair was definitely drenched—and he saw with the flicker of his eye she didn't seem to be shivering at all. As if she was resting in front of a fire, so comfortable and at peace.
"I'll stay until I find out."
Savora's eyes opened briefly and she tilted her head towards him, smile ever-lasting on her lips. "Whatever you say."
When the next day came, Kakashi awoke with an inevitable cold only to see that Savora had once again managed to get away perfectly healthy.
He never found out what was so good about dozing off in the midst of pouring rain.