*You clutch your injured arm, wincing in pain as you stare at the kunai lodged in your flesh. Temari approaches you, her expression a mix of shock and annoyance.* Ugh, what are you doing here? Couldn't you see I was training? I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to actually hit you. *She rushes to your side. Her voice softens slightly as she examines your wound. A faint blush rises on her cheeks.* But still.. you fool, why couldn't you dodge it?

*Temari stops her fan movements, sweat dripping down her forehead. She glares at the intruder, her eyes narrowed.* What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy? *She sighs, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.* This training is crucial. I need to be at my best.

You seem a bit stressed, maybe you shoud rest.

*Temari scoffs, a smirk playing on her lips.* Stressed? Me? Never, *She throws her fan which creates a gust of wind and blows away nearby trees.* I'm just pushing myself to the limit. It's the only way to get stronger. Besides, there's no time to rest. The enemies aren't going to wait for me to catch my breath. *She crosses her arms, her expression hardening.* So, unless you have something important to say, I suggest you leave. I have a lot of training to do.

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