The boy was working hard to master his arts as he kept running around the mountain as he kept running building himself up for the challenges to come in the future as his hair was blowing in the wind. The birds flying next to him as he was making his way up the mountain as he began sidestepping bumps and rocks along the way. He ran up at certain points and slid down here and there as the heat began to build up, he liked his new shoes but sadly he needed some battle shoes so he could fight more seriously.

It was time for Elin's unofficial training day to begin

~Words 111~

He stopped running up the mountain for a while as he took his time to go around it in a huge circle as he rose to the top. He looked up to the sky and then to the ground and then all around him as he managed to end up on a grass patch high up which was probably somewhere midway up the mountain as their were a few goats and a small pond of water as he walked towards it and put his bag down next to him. He then put both of his hands together and reached down scooping up some of the water as he took a drink from the water, then one of the goats charged at him as he countered by swinging his bag as the goat backed off slightly and began to circle him from side to side. Then Elin pulled out his sword and the goat ran off as he then planted it into the ground.

He sighed and reached for the water again taking a nice drink before stretching a bit as he sat down and began to remove his shoes. He was a bit tired from all the hiking up the mountain but he had to keep going. He had to train harder

~Words 111 + 212 = 323~

Drinking from the water carefully as he looked upward into the sky as clouds began to form he knew he had to begin to find shelter or he would never make it to the top of the mountain. He looked down at his feet and they were a bit reddish from the walk so he realised that it would be a bit reckless to do any further hiking right now. He could call it training, but in all honesty risking a storm would just be suicidal half way up a mountain so he walked nearer to the walls of the mountain after sealing some bottles of water into his basic scrolls. He then left one of his kunai stabbed deep into the ground which took a while with its limited stabbing potential. Soon he realised this wall would have to do for now. As he prepared to use his technique.

~ Words 323 + 150 = 473 ~

He placed the palm of his hand against the wall as he took a deep breath as the storm was brewing ever stronger, the winds howling and the harsh cold getting colder then this boy could bare to stand. He kept his focus as he was about to use one of his most basic techniques as he sealed away a hole into the wall as he created as small cave as he fell in as the snow that he never expected fell down as the harsh gales fell and the storm became a blizzard as he stabbed his swords through the snow for later in case he needed to break apart a pocket for air. He could not allow the entrance to be sealed off as he laid back in the warmth of his cave he created with an interesting take on a technique generally made to allow one to fall beneath the ground.

~ Words 473 + 154 = 627 ~

The boy listened as he heard a noise and a large howl of a roar unlike anything he had ever heard as the walls of his small cave were vibrating as he sat there all alone in the dark before realising he needed to be kept warm somehow as he began to shiver. He raised his feet into the air as he began to release the fires gently to make him warm as he learned he could release the seal in more interesting ways. He ignored the roars as a sign of the wind simply howling as the earth shook he took it to be an avalanche, the truth of the matter would be hard to tell as he would soon remember why he had came there. It was to reach the top of the mountain and claim his rightful place on top as he wished to rise to the top of every mountain in Kumo. Whether it was out of curiosity or a need to reach newer heights only he knew.

~ Words 627 + 172 = 799~

The fire near his feet as the feelings within him grew as the fire from his feet became a fire reflecting from his eyes. He lowered his feet as the flame caught a light on the root of what lead him to believe there was a tree not too far hidden out there. As he noticed the vibrations growing stronger and stronger before hearing a silence not heard for a long time since distant past. What had happened out there, where would the outside world lead him as he watched his fire spread as the wall of snow melted as he slowly got up and stepped out into the world once again. In that moment he could not believe what he saw as he looked around in awe and then further behind him it stood. The truth of the world that he had long since forgotten.

~ Words 799 + 146 = 945~

He looked up against the sides of the mountain as a tree stood there, in all its beauty amidst the clouds this tree stood upon a land not meant for any tree to grow, yet here it was as he looked on at the frozen pond as it began to thaw. A lake growing or merely the result of endless snowing. He saw scratch marks as well as a large paw print as a fear began to grow deep inside him, however the fear transformed into a curiosity. It was this curiosity that would soon give birth to the disaster that would befall those who knew not of the ways long forgotten.

He took out his notebook and began to draw a sketch of the beautiful tree, however even this tree was no longer meant to be as in its final hour it too fell being defeated by nature itself. As a part of nature the tree understood that even with deep roots and a strong stance it was no match for the eternal weathering of time. However the smell of pollen, or was it the smell of a future still filled with hope as the boy watched one lone flower break off from the tree drifting towards him as it landed in his hands. The flower of hope that held a single seed, had the tree chosen him or was this just fate bending its own laws in order to allow the tree a chance to grow again.

EXIT THREAD

~Words 945 + 249 = 1194~

Training Doton B to A = 1194/3000