Going home (Travel)

Boy what a eventful trip. Beat some chuunin, kicked a kage's butt, had some babies, made some new salamander friends. Life was good. Time to go back to good old kumo! With it's corpse farm, and the pikes, and the wall of... eyes. Wait a minute. Just a minute, no no no no. No coco wasn't a smart nin, but she knew what Stockholm syndrome was. And this situation was just about a few talking candle sticks away from being a popular rendition of it. Sure she was okay with the village wide game of horrid rot monsters, but she had children to think about. She'd thought of kumo as home once, bot ame too. She'd find a new home, maybe. Or she'd just wander. Home was were the heart was, and her heart lay with the two sleeping babies in her papoose. The fire country seemed nice. 

Forward Hoooo!

(Instant Travel to the land of fire)