The young boy was not expecting anything out of the ordinary as he approached the academy but fate had other plans. Instead of attending his classes the young boy was asked to run errands for the ninja school. The supplies were low so he had to go to Mr. Takenawa's shop to grab the basics, such as kunai, shuriken, and Chakra papers. The trip shouldn't take to long: cross the section of the village that was above ground over to the shop, pick up the order, and deliver it.
He let out a sigh as he shifted his light weight frame around on face the needed route. His blue eyes were adorned with a feline esque eyeliner and his silver hair was wild as always. His simple blue v-neck shirt matched his navy shorts and pants, but today wasn't a fashion show. Slowly making his way through the town the boy summoned forth a small quartz companion. The newly developed kitty was probably the size of a desert wild cat, but she was still adorable. The crystal creation, though a solid gem, was able to walk with the fluidity of a natural born cat.
Turning the corner the young boy finally made his way to the shopping district, it had been a little walk, but it would be worth it in the end. If he was able to help the village he would, regardless of how simple the missions he was assigned were. The young boy looked through the windows at some of the nicer shops as he also looked over the boothed venders. A lot of these merchants had really cool trinkets. There were amulets that were supposed to have good luck, clothing made from all natural fibers found on the mountainous region of the land of lightning. But he couldnt get distracted.
Upon arriving at the store the young boy smiled and greeted the old man he had worked for before handing over the paper. As he waited for the man to return with the order he would look around the shop at the different weapons. He cat was rubbing against his legs purring. The old man came back with a large scroll, one that was almost as big as the boy, but nevertheless the boy had to carry it back.
With the scroll strapped to his back the little boy lugged the weight back to the school. This mission was an easy one, probably one below him, but he was a student so it had to be his job. He was excited for the day that he would be considered the best a true Shinobi. That would be the day he could look the Sennin in the eyes and once again ask for his guidance. He finally made it back to the academy where he handed the scroll to one of the teachers. He was finally able to head to his class.
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He let out a sigh as he shifted his light weight frame around on face the needed route. His blue eyes were adorned with a feline esque eyeliner and his silver hair was wild as always. His simple blue v-neck shirt matched his navy shorts and pants, but today wasn't a fashion show. Slowly making his way through the town the boy summoned forth a small quartz companion. The newly developed kitty was probably the size of a desert wild cat, but she was still adorable. The crystal creation, though a solid gem, was able to walk with the fluidity of a natural born cat.
Turning the corner the young boy finally made his way to the shopping district, it had been a little walk, but it would be worth it in the end. If he was able to help the village he would, regardless of how simple the missions he was assigned were. The young boy looked through the windows at some of the nicer shops as he also looked over the boothed venders. A lot of these merchants had really cool trinkets. There were amulets that were supposed to have good luck, clothing made from all natural fibers found on the mountainous region of the land of lightning. But he couldnt get distracted.
Upon arriving at the store the young boy smiled and greeted the old man he had worked for before handing over the paper. As he waited for the man to return with the order he would look around the shop at the different weapons. He cat was rubbing against his legs purring. The old man came back with a large scroll, one that was almost as big as the boy, but nevertheless the boy had to carry it back.
With the scroll strapped to his back the little boy lugged the weight back to the school. This mission was an easy one, probably one below him, but he was a student so it had to be his job. He was excited for the day that he would be considered the best a true Shinobi. That would be the day he could look the Sennin in the eyes and once again ask for his guidance. He finally made it back to the academy where he handed the scroll to one of the teachers. He was finally able to head to his class.
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