1 Forest Dwelling Sat Jun 16, 2018 6:31 pm
Mikumi Senju
A-rank
The low clicking noise of the cicada's song buzzing about, the sun in all it's glory drifting above the very heaven itself as it beat's down illuminating the world below from the eternal darkness all around.
Within a luscious forest packed full of greenery and various herb's allowed to grow by the sun's gentle embrace was but a single figure, a tall slim man with slightly tanned skin abraded in a long sleeved black hoodie jacket with white fluffy outlining that lead down to his open fingered gloves, black pant's commonly worn by those engaged in constant conflict as suggested by the more than average strengthened polyester it was woven with, and opened toed shinobi sandle's that allowed ease of movement while providing basic footwear protection and their shinobi headband used as a belt centerpiece that displayed the symbol of Konohagakure.
His hair, a bi color split between light brown on the left side and holy white on the right made his presence within the forest floor all but obvious combined with the peaceful song of light snoring as hey layed against a tree in sleep. The sounds of wildlife echoed through it's domain, colliding with sounds of the birds singing to the insects calling, the leaves rustling on the trees almost whispering to one another, water flowing in a nearby river bank as the wind carried the sweet scent of pin cone's creating nature's harmony.
The large shadow would overcast the area the figure was sleeping in as a hawk passed through it letting out a shrieking cry, the noise was loud enough to wake them and as they opened their emerald pupil eye's the light reflected on them creating a shine similar to diamonds. The figure got up and stretched their leg's and arm as they let out a loud yawn that scared the nearby birds causing them to jump off from the tree as they begun to fly away, the Senju quickly cracking his neck and doing a few exercises to relieve the stiffness of sleep, Mokuzai looked onward in front of him as today was the day he was returning home after nearly two and half year's of training in the village of Kirigakure.
Now fully rested the Senju begun the rest of his journey back to his home, while he walked he though of all the things he wanted to do once he got their, the first thing he wanted was to go see his mother as they had no contact in all this time and he had left without even saying a word, drop of sweat begun to fall from his forehead as he thought about how she was going to beat him half to death for leaving and not bothering to tell her, but he had to do it or else he wouldn't have had the conviction to leave.
But more so then that, he had personal business he had to take care of too, even after a year from it happening he still had dreams of the man in the mask and how he killed his father and his team in cold blood on snowy night, he wanted answers and he was going to get them one way or another.
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