It had been a while since Adonis had time to himself, from the perpetual menial tasks he had to do day after day as a low ranking genin to the duties he had for his clan the only time he had relaxation was when he was asleep. But somehow he managed to set aside some free time to focus on himself, more specifically, to train. because of his consistent schedule he hadn't been to any form of training grounds in a while and had gotten a bit rusty on his form, surely a bit of hard work would fix that.

"look at all these losers," Nakir said to himself with his head held high as he walked through town towards his training spot, smiling and waving fakely at those passing by. **Chagu Coffee and Books** was displayed brightly on a sign as the genin passed by his favourite book store "Bonjour!" said the man cleaning the windows outside the store, Adonis simply smiled and waved as he had forgotten that nice man's name many months ago. Finally arriving at his destination he looked around to see if anything had changed, not really much ever does for training fields so it would be a surprise to see such.

It was a plain field, mostly made up of dead soil and small patches of weeds, perfect for hurting yourself and not growing things. loose dirt comes in handy when distracting foes which aids Adonis' training for fights. unlike many training grounds in other villages, this field was surrounded by pillars of stone and cliff faces instead of trees and foliage. For such a large training area the genin figured that there would be more people there but it was just himself for now, Adonis began to stretch and lightly jab at a wooden dummy, easing himself back into the routine of dummy destroying. His plan was to get back into shape and hopefully shave a millisecond or two off of his reaction time.

Even in the seemingly lifeless training fields, many things could be heard and observed. That which seemed motionless and dead to another's eye was illuminated by one ninja's sensitive ears. Minuscule creatures under the earth, wind scraping the rocks, and even a groaning storm in the distance each was its own paint stroke, telling him everything he couldn't see.

Coming off of graduation, Amida Rinji was underwhelmed. In departing from his academy friends, the genin had found himself performing unfulfilling tasks and disappointing missions. He knew well that even the smallest job was a fixture necessary to support the country, but he couldn't help but feel that his own talents weren't being used to their greatest potential.

Reflecting on these thoughts, casting his auditory gaze out, and waiting for something new to come along, it was all interrupted by the soft sound of impacts, rhythmic and regular. Tracking the sound through the garden of stone pillars, the sound came further into focus. When it just rose up from under his feet, Amida smiled wide, and his negativity seemed to vanish.

"Donny!"

Amida called out to Adonis, his friend from the academy, all smiles from high upon one of the stone pillars. The sound of his breath, the echoes bouncing off of each cliff face and even the particulars of his punches illustrated a young man. Not only was he a peer of the same class, but he could be the cure to his boredom as well.

Ricocheting from pillar to pillar, Amida settled not too far from his friend, eager to find something to do.

"What're you up to there, comrade?"

Amida accompanied the question with an approach. Keeping auditory tabs on his friend, he circled the dummy, playfully drawing a stance and thumping it back and forth with a pair of speedy kick. The dummy was knocked off balanced and ressettled in a single combination.

"Please tell me it's something more interesting than smacking straw all day."

As Amida and Adonis prepared themselves for training, Dexter simply sat behind a large rock a few meters away from the training grounds, on the side facing away from where Amida and Adonis stood. From his position in front of the 2 meter tall rock neither Amida nor Adonis would be able to see or hear him, though he was certainly aware of their presence simply because he was able to hear every word Amida said when he first approached.

He wouldn't be making any noise to alert the other two boys to his presence anytime soon though, as he was quite content working in silence. Dexter had recently picked up art as a hobby, and in almost every second of downtime he got he could be found sketching in his notepad, sometimes for hours at a time. As he silently worked on his most recent project, a self portrait of himself, he took note of the fact that he was nearing the end pages of his first sketchbook and would probably need to buy a new one soon.

His art skills hadn’t yet developed to a level where he felt comfortable showing his work to other people, but he was constantly trying to improve and he hoped that at some point he’d be confident enough to show his art off. The toughest part of art for Dexter was honestly the fact that everyone was so scared of him that he never got the chance to hear anyone’s opinion on his work. Everyone around him seemed to believe that if they said that his artwork wasn’t amazing he would rip their heads off, and they weren’t too far off from the truth. Dexter was very likely to react violently if someone insulted his art, but at the same time he hoped that there might be someone who liked it as much as he did.

Adonis had been caught off-guard by the sudden appearance of his academy friend, it seemed that he was too busy in his own world to notice his friend even when he was right next to him. The other kid didn't come into Adonis' focus until they had circled around into his vision and knocked around the dummy, "Huh?" The genin said has he brought his vision up from the dummy to see Amida standing on the other side of the dummy. "Woah when did you get here?" Adonis stopped knocking around the mannequin and listened to his friend. It had been a fairly long time since the two had conversed, mainly due to the overwhelming amount of tasks that new genin were stuck doing. Adonis didn't have that many allies in the academy due to his temperament but Amida was definitely always there to hear him out.

"To be truthful, I had absolutely no plan for what I was going to do today..." Donny took a step back from the dummy and put his hand to his chin, scratching the small amount of facial hair a 16yr old can grow; the Nakir family tends to grow a fairly decent amount of facial hair starting even in early puberty. "Aha!" Adonis said as a figurative lightbulb lit up above his head, "Now that you're here we could do a little test to see who has kept their skills in check!" He didn't train regularly besides his clan practice so Adonis challenged his friend on a complete bluff that he had still maintained his skill. "We should race to the top of let's say... that cliff over there," the genin said turning his focus from Amida to the giant rock face beside him, pointing up at the peak of the cliff face. "But!" Adonis interjected before his friend could comment, "With just our arms, no Jutsu involved." Adonis was keen to see how his friend would respond, "Let's say the starting point is around... here." Donny said pointing to a large rock sitting on the side of the training field