Hoshi arrived to dragon tooth pass through all the perilous twists and turns and mountain cliffs. One of faint heart would have turned back long ago. The brisk cold of Kumo air welcomed him. He decided to trek the mountains, scaling the walls with his bare hands no chakra as he once did as a child begging for survival. Sweat drenched across his forehead, he finally made it to the top. He waved to the gate guards, flashing his Kumo band.
Hoshi was so excited and wondered who would be welcoming him home at the gates. Anxiety began to build up within the young boy as he grew excited. It had almost been a year since his return, though it was a long journey, his outfit wouldn't say so, besides a little sweat and maybe preteen musk. Hoshi would stand, catching his breath and folding his arms.
Hoshi was so excited and wondered who would be welcoming him home at the gates. Anxiety began to build up within the young boy as he grew excited. It had almost been a year since his return, though it was a long journey, his outfit wouldn't say so, besides a little sweat and maybe preteen musk. Hoshi would stand, catching his breath and folding his arms.