It was a beautiful day, the sun was out peeking through the dense canopy of Konoha's dense forest. Having finished his morning routine it was back to the same thing he did most days, lots of training. He aspired to become just as strong as his brother and even surpass him. He was a long blonde haired man of average height. Unarmed he seemed like a simple camper roughing it out in a rather dangerous place. Donning his gear he looked like he could supply a squad of men with weapons. A longsword and shield hanging on his back, not one but four gladius style swords at his waist. A supply bag strapped around his waist held the massive number of thrown weapons he carried. Lastly, three more unique items completed his equipment. Three puppets, two worn on the arms as armor going all the way up to the shoulder and a quad style ball puppet named Kappa. As a puppeteer his puppets had their secrets and weapons, though Kappa had a rather strange use as a puppet. Capable of extending a long handle the ball puppet could be used as a large mace. With everything equipped, he picked up his ball puppet Kappa by it's extendable handle and set out for a run. Determined to break his record of laps across the forest, he moved quickly.

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It was so much easier to nap in the forests than it was at home. At home, there was always someone talking, yelling or screaming -- usually a combination of all three. But out here in the forest, it was always quiet; the chirping of the birds, the buzzing of the insects were just part of the sweetest lullaby. Beneath the thick canopy it was peaceful, not like the chaos of home. It was beneath this canopy the male was stretched out, dozing and snoring lightly on a tree branch. His dreams were his own, but the light twitching of his limbs betrayed the movement within them; perhaps he was fighting? Running? Or doing the chores he was currently skipping out on? His clothing didnt favor one who was supposed to be doing chores; he was dressed in a white button down shirt, that was left open to show off his muscular chest and stomach; His lower half was clothed in shorts that hung low enough on his hips to allow his tail to swing freely.

He would have slept for a lot longer, if it wasnt for the clanking noises that were approaching his position. Sleepy eyes opened slowly, peering down at the forest floor. He wouldnt be hard to spot, given the low branch he was laying on. He would be even eaiser to spot, given the angry expression that was crossing his face at his nap being interuppted.

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Dashing through the forest, it seemed like an easy lap with nothing to get in his way. A person though came into view, laying on a low hanging branch of a tree. While it was strange for someone to camp on the edge of the forest, it seemed off for someone to be napping inside the forest. Upon closer inspection however the person was quite awake, and upset it seemed. "Is everything okay?" a simple question. Had he been sleeping? Or did he wake him up as he was running? The bulk of weaponry he carried did often click as he ran, making him less then silent.

The young man was dressed rather sloppily, open shirt, shorts. Bunshichi's attire was a bit more kept in appearance, long sleeve shirt and pants without a wrinkle to them. While it took it's time, one detail finally came into mind about the stranger, he had a tail. Such a rare oddity for a person to have a tail. Was it just part of his clothing, or was this person into some of the more strange things in life. It seemed highly unlikely that it was a real tail.

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Is everything okay?

Hell naw, everything isnt okay. You just woke me up from my fucking nap, asshat. Why don't you take your shoes for a walk in the other direction before I break my foot off in your--

"Yea, I'm good." Hands reached up to rub the last bits of sleep from his emerald eyes before he sat up and peered down at the persona before him. Why was he carrying all those weapon and stuff through the forest? Was he a merchant or a trader? Slipping from the tree and landing lightly on his feet, Wu stared at the man for a moment before his tail lifted up and pointed at him, the monkey's head cocked to the side in irritated confusion. "Wassat you got there, man? You a merch or sommat?" Arms crossed over his chest as his weight shifted from one foot to the other repeatedly. Maybe he was wrong; maybe this guy was a ninja?

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The more he looked at this guy, the more he thought of a monkey, which only made him want to laugh. He even seemed to move like a monkey. The monkey though seemed irritated, shifting his stance so much. "I'm just a wandering swordsman, just looking to get better." This dude seemed like a beach bum monkey, tail, open shirt, lounging wherever. "Names Bunshichi." A handful of names popped into his head for this guy, all monkey related. "Your name is?" Any name that had a hint of being monkey, ape, or simian like making him burst out laughing.

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