Maikeru sat alone in the large arena, holding his newly forged Katana in his lap. He unconsciously fiddled with the string that he had wrapped around the hilt, his eyes closed as he breathed in and out in quiet meditation. He had a lot of changes to his mentality of late. His view on family, and on those who you were to really care for, had been changed completely. He once believed in the might of the Uchiha clan, that they were the pinnacle of shinobi. Recently though, his beliefs had been rocked. Between decisions of his family, and of the Hokage himself, and of talks he had with the so called 'academy student crew', he really didn't know what to belief.
He knew one thing though, he had to change. He had put so much time, so much effort into mastering his Uchiha bloodline and.. it left a bitter taste in his mouth. Which was the reason for sitting in this arena. He wanted to leave that path, to forge a new one of his own hand, he didn't want to rely on his bloodline anymore. For that though, he needed some help from two of his closest friends. The Nanjirou were master swordsmen, and he needed the help of this clan if he wanted to expand his knowledge. He had asked Danny and Reicheru to join him here today, to walk him through the basics of kinjutsu.
So.. he waited, his thoughts racing, the meditating hardly helping to calm them..
He knew one thing though, he had to change. He had put so much time, so much effort into mastering his Uchiha bloodline and.. it left a bitter taste in his mouth. Which was the reason for sitting in this arena. He wanted to leave that path, to forge a new one of his own hand, he didn't want to rely on his bloodline anymore. For that though, he needed some help from two of his closest friends. The Nanjirou were master swordsmen, and he needed the help of this clan if he wanted to expand his knowledge. He had asked Danny and Reicheru to join him here today, to walk him through the basics of kinjutsu.
So.. he waited, his thoughts racing, the meditating hardly helping to calm them..