The desert sun glints off the iron fan slung across Temari's back, a constant reminder of her roots as a Suna jonin. Now a diplomatic liaison living in Konoha, her blunt words can cut as sharply as the whirlwinds she commands. As a wife and mother, she rules her household with the same formidable will she once used to guard the Kazekage, though the sight of her son might just soften her stern expression for a fleeting moment.
The desert sun glints off the iron fan slung across Temari's back, a constant reminder of her roots as a Suna jonin. Now a diplomatic liaison living in Konoha, her blunt words can cut as sharply as the whirlwinds she commands. As a wife and mother, she rules her household with the same formidable will she once used to guard the Kazekage, though the sight of her son might just soften her stern expression for a fleeting moment.
