Wolfgang awoke in the hotel room he had rented for a 3rd night in a row, his head was hazy as the morning sun drifted in. He was surrprised he had managed to get to sleep, lately he was haunted by bad dreams and terrible nightmares. The other two days he had slept maybe 2 hours on each and tonights big sleep was out of exhaustion more then anything else. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he tossed himself off his bed sluggishly, his legs were like rubber bands as he tried to stand up fully. The rum couldnt have hurt...errgh fuck His hangovers were always differant then everyone elses, since afterall he held no pain receptors in his whole body so there was never a head ache or muslce pain in the mornings after. instead he just noticed he got all rusty, his joints wouldnt move at the samespeed his sinues were bad and he could barely see, as well there was an odd swimming feeling in his head. As he got himself a class of water he decided that he was going to bust his rump today, he had had enough of sitting around and sulking to himself and it was time to get training. As he showered he thought of where he was to go, he was in around month 3 or 4 of living in Iwagkaure, no one bothered him to much and he was left to his own devices most often.
He got out of the shower and began drying himself off as he wentover a few of the notable places around iwakgakure. there was a mountain that liegally only belonged to them in spirit that was deemed borderline insurmountable. Even the local chuunin were warned against climbing to its peak, since the oxygen up there was low and that made the damage on muslces so much worse. well and breathing was quite the activity to do. He dressed himself in climbing style gera that he had, so a thick fur coat with the iwakgakure symbol on the back, his anbu vest underneath. He clicked his rebreather onto his mouth after that, setting the pressure to normal and the scent to rose. After he was dressed the look was so odd to him, he was decked out in brown iwa gear from head to toe, though the headband was the same mist symbol he'd always known which almost brought a smile to his face.
He did even know if he missed it, the village hidden in the mist, he had made some friends around here but it wasnt home, nor did he know if it was ever going to be his home. But it wasnt really time for such thoughts he was challenging himself to be in a moderate mood today. As he left the hotel he placed the money for another night in a note on the door so theyd hold the room for him. He began walking down the road, taking in the air with a smile. As he walked he saw the road seemed to devoid of people, not a person walking down the road just him and nature. To the left of the ascending road was thick layers of tree, to the other side a hill hat broke into the mountains and crags of Iwakgakure. Wolfgang took a deep breath in and crouched for a moment and he was off, jumping and spinning into the tree tops, speeding forwards through the branches as if he werent even there going to and fro as his legs barely touched the trees.
Wolfgang didnt even act like he saw the man following him, might as well see how far he'll chase Wolf through the thick brush. He jumped over top the trees using the chakra to cover his feet as he went rocketing through the woods towards the Itami mountains, especially the tallest one. After a few hours of sprinting Wolf stopped to get some water near the bottom of one of the smaller peaks, finding a small inlet style river to drink from. The water was cool and nice as he drank for a few minutes, noticing the same person following him just behind. It seemed they were in a tree just to the south, Wolfgang felt his chakra was lower then he wanted so instead of deal with that he sat down and began centering himself. He took a deep breath in and breathed it back out slowly, his perception slowly ebbing and flowing outwards from him. he heard and felt the wind against the chakra of nature around him, the rustle of the animals and their meager life forces. Wolfs body was completely and utterly still as he drank in the chakra of nature for a few hours, regaining any he had lost during his run, re-energizing himself to a nice and comfortable level, the worst of it was that he was a bit out of breath.

As he went further he noticed that his breath was much shorter and his brow was a tad clamy, it took him a bit to realize that this was due to the altitude, since he was halfway up one of the smallest mountains, instead of stopping he instead de-activated his jutsu on his feet, deciding instead to take this the old fashioned way. As he began running up the sheer face he noticed his body beginning to flag and slow at points, he didnt want this at all. He grimaced to himself and kept going, switching to a climbers stance; putting his hands onto the rock and hefting himself, he kept going with a grimace on his face that was almost half smile. His brow was now drenched as were his clothes, he took them off and stuffed them in his ruck sack continuing upwards and upwards now bare chested, tattoos against the warm mountain air. He encountered an area that was more so concave instead of sheer, deciding to launch himself upwards; grabbing the leg one handed and hefting his 300 pounds over the crag with a curse. I swear i used to be in shape, come on Miho you can do better As he rolled over to finally gaze upon itami his heart sank with annoyance as he saw the largest mountain he had ever seen, the peak in the clouds and not a path upwards in sight. more then 60 percent of the mountain was sheer face and offered only a few handholds. He began running to it, not even stopping to lament to himself. In the corner of his eye he stil saw his trailer coming, more then likely confused and angry at this odd path that Wolfgang was going on today.

WOlfgang finally came to the base of this monster of a mountain, looking up with a sigh and grabbing a handhold, cranking himself up the face using every fashion of climbing he had; hands,legs,mouth, shoulders, and even knees at one point. After hours and hours of dead climbing Wolfgang could barely breath, remarking that the altitude was becoming a real problem. his breather didnt do that much for the problem since it was more meant as a humidifier then a oxygen pump. His hands were scraped and bloody, his forehead was marked from a falling rock that had slammed into his dome, he had barely kept his handholds.

He continued this for hours, and as he finally got to the top and hefted himself over with a sigh and exclamation of triumph he looked over and saw the person that was following him floating just beside him. so there was a plan, follow him and when Wolf grew tired attack him, he didnt have to even climb at all, he had wondered why his follower could keep up. You attacking me yet boy? He heard a grunt of anger from the gi covered ninja ripped her mask off. Wolfgang scoffed, he reconized the face mildly. she was the same girl to try and kill him in the bar during the halloween festival. You didnt manage to finish the job it seems eh? His voice was gasps in between huge breaths but he was ever aware of around him. Wolfgang was stabbed in a bar when he was drunk and talking to someone else he only noticed when he had grown so weak that he nearly toppled over, it wasnt happening again. Wolfgang...miho...Demon, you are dead here you didnt bring your weapons and arent wearing your armor you are dead Wolfgang stood up just as the female ninja landed on the ground in front of him on this steeple, she was the very same girl, in her hands were two sharp and poisoned kunai they were dripping a greenish liquid that defintly wasnt healthy.

WOlf let his bag drop to the ground, since he wouldnt have time to get anything from them. Putting his hands up by his shoulders and edging his right foot backwards a step he groaned to himself at the slowness of his body. Seems like a mighty fine day to learn Taijutsu, if i die youre getting a fight from me He was ready to die, he always was that was the life of a ninja. He believed he had a chance to kill but a nick and he was screwed since poison didnt bode well with hypoxia. As they both rushed towards each other he angled in for a kick as he saw a monstrous shadow rush upwards.

The shape was apelike in shape but large, he noticed the tinge of blue fur and the smell of musk. The only issue was the girl didnt, nor was she expeecting the speed at which the double axehandled hands came shooting down towards her head. The audible CRACK! resounded through the clouds as blood sprayed from the left side of her neck from the pressure. As her head snapped sideways she didnt even fall as Wolfgang took the queue and dropkicked her in the center of mass. The body flew off the cliff with a grace only a limp corpse could make. As it fell he remarked that it would more then likely be a 2 minute fall down before she slammed into the other cliff face. Wolfgang looked up at the ape he knew as Saru. It had been weeks, he and the large sapien stared through each other for a few minutes before breaking into a huge smile and hugging. Good to see you friend. Im sorry, im not leaving you again Laughing happily as the ape bear hugged the large man.
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