[i]A girl on an old horse rode up to the gate of the dojo. She carefully guided her horse up the rocky steps, making her way to the gate. She approached cautiously, and knocked, yet no one came. "Hello? Anyone home?" She called out, yet no one answered. She knocked again, yet still no one came. Frustrated she turned around and mounted her horse. She began to leave, yet just as she did she heard the gates creak open. Her hand instinctively darted to the katana on her back. She realized she didn't need it. She dismounted and began walking towards the open gate.[/i]