1 Just couldn't stay away(Invite only,Nero/ No kill/Training) Mon Jan 20, 2014 7:11 pm
Hotaru
D-rank
*Note, training Jishaton B->A. Training is split up from this thread: http://www.narutosaga.com/t10056-training-open-no-kill *
The forest of Konoha where lush and the local flora and fauna full of life and vigor. The tree's swayed beautifully with each gentle tug that the wind produced. Hotaru, clad in a long black Shihakushō worn over white undershirt. This is all held together by a red sash, his bottoms a white hakama with the lip of the under shirt hanging over it. All accessorized with ninja mesh, bandages over his forearms, and golden arm bracers on his biceps. All of this was covered by his traveling coat and straw hat that hid his eyes. All that could be seen was the bottom half of his light brown face. The only distinguishable feature would be his signature small black coffin that hung on his back.
It was nice being on leave from the war. Even the most hardened ninja could not spend their whole life living in war. Once in a while it was nice to just get out and appreciate the life of the planet. The war in kiri was stalemated during his last mission. Routing out spies was hard and dirty work. Hotaru began thinking back on the mission, but though against it.
Hotaru looked on to the training field where small groups of ninja where perfecting their trade. He kept moving with a sigh.
218= ?/5000
The forest of Konoha where lush and the local flora and fauna full of life and vigor. The tree's swayed beautifully with each gentle tug that the wind produced. Hotaru, clad in a long black Shihakushō worn over white undershirt. This is all held together by a red sash, his bottoms a white hakama with the lip of the under shirt hanging over it. All accessorized with ninja mesh, bandages over his forearms, and golden arm bracers on his biceps. All of this was covered by his traveling coat and straw hat that hid his eyes. All that could be seen was the bottom half of his light brown face. The only distinguishable feature would be his signature small black coffin that hung on his back.
It was nice being on leave from the war. Even the most hardened ninja could not spend their whole life living in war. Once in a while it was nice to just get out and appreciate the life of the planet. The war in kiri was stalemated during his last mission. Routing out spies was hard and dirty work. Hotaru began thinking back on the mission, but though against it.
Hotaru looked on to the training field where small groups of ninja where perfecting their trade. He kept moving with a sigh.
218= ?/5000