Rippa sat upon a horse as he looked out over the road and rolling hills. His Katana on either side of his back along the small of his back. Crossed there with the right one over the left with his ammo belt tightened around his waist. His medical scroll tucked into his inner coat pocket and a head band with the Konoha symbol stitched into either shoulder. On his back was a captain symbol above a sword saints symbol marked just who he was. As for under the coat he was wearing black shinobi pants with boots and a black tank top with no sleeves and a zipper down the front with a high neck. Unzipped down to his chest to reveal a single piece of personal jewelry. A single silver knecklace with Angel wings shining in the light. Perhaps the idea he was one of the worlds top snipers excluding any Kage seemed less likely with all those flashy things. A red long coat and jewelry didn't exactly blend in. Nor did white hair or sky blue eyes. Still he sat on top of a brown Stallion with the saddle making a noise of complaint as he turned in it and pulled the reins to turn the horse and overlooked behind him.

Konoha had promised its support with the previous Hokage Sousetsu. His mentor once upon a time hadn't exactly passed that knowledge onto the new, or rather old, Hokage but Kenta still intended to honor the alliance. Kiri needed Konoha to defend its borders so Rippa was being dispatched with a division of both Sword saints and Medical division members as well as those who wished to come along with permission to travel were in formation and either riding horseback, marching or attending to supply wagons. They had brought tents, food and other supplies for an extended campaign and support for Kiri's people as needed. Rippa was not one for being under prepared nor was Konoha hurting economically. He sat at the front with his two commanders and anyone else special jounin and up that decided to come with. Horses would be provided for them. The sword saints would be wearing coats symbolizing who they were but of different colors and types. The medical division were wearing their typical white gear as well as staying to the center with the goods. Anyone under spec jounin was to take up the rear guard and wear what gear they felt appropriate.

Rippa would turn back to facing the right way as he was satisfied with the division he was bringing. He hadn't even taken half of Konoha's higher ranked standing force but his presence would make the difference with their allies he supposed. A sannin of the village going personally should make up for whatever the alliance was expecting. Still he would keep four scouts rotating to run ahead and behind them as they made the treck to keep the caravan safe and the horses rested. The journey to Kiri could be perilous given the enemy was just to the north of them but Rippa would be sure to send word ahead of who they were to avoid a clash. They were expected after all. Hopefully Kumo wouldn't attempt to take any oppertunity to lash out while it was under attack. It could hardly afford to be in more trouble than it was and Kiri was a great enemy to have to begin with. Still he would touch his necklace and look behind him to the fading village. Times would grow dark soon. He just hoped they would all live to see the light at the end.

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