What a day it had been indeed, after all the hard work and dedication that Inuzuka Kiyo had put into his role as a shinobi of Konohagakure. It was truly painful, and quite tiring, but the young Inuzuka had found a way to surpass such an obstacle. Besides, what was the whole point of not learning from a mistake you would probably continue to face for the rest of your life? This was a very serious question Kiyo himself had wondered the answer too, but all in time the answer would come. Before taking yet a last sip of his sake, he looked up in the sky. The beautiful stars had shined ever so bright, nearly blinding the human eye sight to exaggerate. The stars had been a symbol of a fallen soldier, the stars that shined weak, but the ones that had shined bright were new warriors that had been born.
"My oh my.. there sure must be some strong shinobi out there.." he said looking up at the gazing midnight sky. Such beauty deserved special treatment, but all other people could think about were probably themselves. Not giving a damn about how others felt, or how hard it is to survive in such a horrible world. The life of a shin obi it was, and so it would remain. In a half drunk manner, the young Inuzuka threw his bottle of sake off to the side of a concrete sidewalk. While doing this he easily fell down, and started to laugh. What had he been doing with his life?, he wasn't sure. One thing Kiyo had been sure of was too never give up life no matter how hard it may be, no matter the pain, no matter the reason, life is being free in a way. Indeed, the blonde haired boy had wanted to be free again, so he insisted he most do something more active.
Walking in a slow sluggish manner, the young boy had encountered what had seemed to be a post sign that read "Rolling Hills". Nothing was really better then having too look at mountains from a certain perspective. The young Inuzuka slowly walked his way up the mountain, noticing the different signs of wildlife. Truly remarkable. Laughing a little, Kiyo quickly became dead silent. He had spotted a man laying down from the side of his eye. Who had this man been? He had no clue. But, curious of life, the blonde haired shin obi desperately wanted to find out. Approaching the man that had been laying down, the squirrel that had been on his chest had run away. The good part being the squirrel didn't cause too much commotion. Now tip-toeing, Kiyo had been face to face with this man.
"Oi, wake the hell up." he said sternly.