There were limits to the beast's actions, but it did not matter to him most. At this time of day, he wanted relaxation, away from the villagers, away from everyone that reminded him of his past. And what better to satisfy those needs then a "nice" walk to the Waterfall Point. The sun was shining; usually common in Iwagakure. Mountains were at their highest peak, good day for training. But taking a break was all that mattered.
Mujin saw the springs of the Waterfall go down fluently and at a medium pace; remembrance of what it used to be with his mother. His traditional attire: Ninja pants, -Iwagakure style- Jounin flak jacket; even his own jacket from home. It was a beautiful day outside, hopefully Mujin would not start trouble on such a beautiful day. Although he dislikes Iwagakure with a passion, this was still his home. The Inuzuka pack of his family were raised here; no disrespect was given when Mujiin's hatred swelled up on the inside.
Upon walking to the point, he eyed a small blond girl; fragile looking, young, with a ninken at her side. Accompanying by a ninken without the use of a summoning, he noticed she was apart of the Inuzuka clan, since the Inuzuka clan's were the only clan that can frolic around with pets of their own. Mujin did not want one, but will get one eventually; sooner or later. Wanting to make small talk was pointless to the Jounin, but it was someone from his clan; so mutual respect was given either way.
"A beautiful day we are having this afternoon..."
A dark, yet sensible tone of voice came from the Jounin's mouth. He felt little symphony for those around him, but the younger generation, he was fond of. Probably because they had a future ahead of them, and that his future was chosen at birth, or so it seemed to him. Maybe he can, one day, get this hatred and darkness out of his system. Maybe one day; he can be and will be good for a change. What was he thinking? Of course not.