Draygglez cautiously skirted through the outskirts of takigakure. His blank eyes darting about in a continuous scan for any sign of a potential threat. He had developed this habit earlier in the day for a reason known only to him. Under the cover of darkness, shrouded in the pitch black of the night, Dray felt most secure outside the protective walls of his home. A pack of kunais, some shuriken and senbons located in the pouch sitting on his back pocket, Dray was especially prepared for any sudden appearances.

Dray only trained at this time of night, and only in this location since he was not in konohagakure no sato, where the treetops smothered the light of the moon, enabling the perfect darkness which concealed the young genin. Sufficiently hidden, Dray commenced in his training. The young man's had to imrove since his arms did not yield much power, and thus he saw it fit to implement some new methods of strength training into his nightly scheme. Beginning with his training, Dray dropped to the ground, supporting the entirety of his body and weight on his two wide and beasty palms, and straightening his back and legs like logs. With a few painful and curvy bends, dray lowered his body, and raised it back up, supporting his own full weight. After about twenty of these push-ups dray grew tired but he did not have the urge to stop; he had never focused on strength training. His determination to get stronger kept him going an pushing him to his limit.. Alas, while dray did not necessarily like training his strength, he realized the necessity of doing so, and resolved to practice similar methods each night till he left the village of takigakure. Fatigued by the brief exercise, Dray left for home to have a good sleep that would circulate his entire training round his system.

The following night, at the same time, lurking beneath the same darkness, dray crept out of the so called house he was staying at takigakure. Carefully navigating the oppressive blackness of the night with his beasty eyes that shone in the darkness, dray made his way to the same training spot, which he knew would be completely vacant at this time of night. A few minutes of stretching and simple warmups preceded the actual content of dray's training, for he had to enter with limber muscles as to prevent injury and such. When his muscles felt sufficiently loose and stretched, dray dropped back to his palms and began with his scheme of push-ups. Of course, with the passing of but a mere day, these did not feel any easier to perform than they had the day before. The determined young man struggled to hold himself up as he moved out of the series of twenty push-ups. His arms trembled under the weight, and felt as if they might give out at any second, causing the one to whom they were attached to painfully face-plant. Thankfully, gritting his teeth and breathing heavily, dray managed to maintain form for all twenty of his push-ups. Upon rising out of his twentieth dip downwards, dray was filled with some sense of rugged determination, and growled as he resolved to perform a single additional push-up. What would it say about his resolve, his determination, and his overall progress if he could not even perform one more push-up after a whole day? The sweat rolling down his face, stinging his eyes as it seeped into them, dray slowly sunk downwards once more, though maintaining his flawless form all the while. This movement was quite slow, as to avoid collapsing, and his arms protested with every fiber of their compositions. Though, dray bit the bullet, and he ferociously bore the pain and discomfort. Rising out of his final push-up, dray actually felt an immense sense of triumph that made the entire process worth it. Seeing that he could push himself to achieve that final push-up, regardless of the pain it entailed, dray felt as if he could push himself to do anything. If he kept on this track of steady improvement, he would be buff in no time. Feeling a satisfied sense of fatigue and drowsiness, dray, quite proud of himself, somehow managed to bring himself back onto his feet. A strange grin on his face, he set off into the night, heading for the dark recess he inhabited somewhere.

Over the next few weeks, dray rigidly adhered to this strength training routine, continuing to steadily push himself further and further,and forcing himself to perform one additional push-up each night. At the end of two weeks, dray was doing forty push-ups in a row as if it were nothing, and as time went on, he even began to do multiple sets of these. Though he did not build bulky muscle as he already had those, his musculature certainly increased in mass, but in the form of very compact and wiry muscle, which stretched itself around his bones, keeping its strength, but leaving dray with only a slightly fuller, yet still apparently same figure. He preferred this look to the one he had some weeks ago.

Training strength: E-D(750/876)
Total WC:876