Having this moment of peace was something that he relish. 'I'm hoping that everything goes well. That meeting will hold a lot on the relations of the village.' He knew if the meeting went sideways, the entire village could be in jeopardy... again. Thoughts of war came to the boy's mind, but it didn't scare him. He wasn't afraid to die for what he believed in, but he knew what was at stake here. There was more to this than what lay on the surface. He looked at the view from atop the Hokage Monument. The beauty of the village would never cease to amaze him. This was where he met Soku, a senior of Konohagakure. It was during his birthday as well, some memories just didn't fade away. 'At the same time, this could be the opportunity to strengthen our bonds with another village. To be able to call Suna an ally hold an unlimited amount of possibilities.' Toshi knew that training wouldn't be the answer to this dilemma. All he could rely on now was his ability to understand the situation, and move off of what he understood. More or less based off of his faith, and his gut. The Yuki turned to view the others that were around, most of them enjoying themselves. It was quite the sight after such destruction hit their village. To see civilians out and about living their lives as normal once more and uplifting to his spirit.
This time around, he wouldn't seek the answers from Nao, or any other of the higher ups. He would have to find the answers himself, though he could always look to them for help. He looked at this as his development as a shinobi. His transition from a young green leaf, to a full fledged Oak Tree that's been around a century or two. It wasn't just his own role that burdened him here, it was the entire village that was now on his shoulders. He would be speaking for everyone when it came down to it. This was something that he couldn't run away from.
With the sun beginning to make it's fall, the skies held an orange hue. A sort of alarm for the younger to make their way home. He didn't know if the curfew rule was still in effect, the village had been quiet for a week or so now. He knew there was still trouble lurking within the village, so he stayed on high alert. As the wind blew, he watched as several leaves danced their way down the Hokage Rock. Looking to the faces, he was inspired to keep his shinobi way. The village was on the line here, and he didn't plan on letting the village down. The breeze was enough to sway the boy's white untucked button up shirt. He placed his hands into the pockets of his black slacks, a bland look on his face as though he were lost in thought. He wasn't stressing. He played out a number of possibilities of the situation at hand, looking for the one option that would benefit both Konoha and Suna.
[ MFT | WC: +400 ]
This time around, he wouldn't seek the answers from Nao, or any other of the higher ups. He would have to find the answers himself, though he could always look to them for help. He looked at this as his development as a shinobi. His transition from a young green leaf, to a full fledged Oak Tree that's been around a century or two. It wasn't just his own role that burdened him here, it was the entire village that was now on his shoulders. He would be speaking for everyone when it came down to it. This was something that he couldn't run away from.
With the sun beginning to make it's fall, the skies held an orange hue. A sort of alarm for the younger to make their way home. He didn't know if the curfew rule was still in effect, the village had been quiet for a week or so now. He knew there was still trouble lurking within the village, so he stayed on high alert. As the wind blew, he watched as several leaves danced their way down the Hokage Rock. Looking to the faces, he was inspired to keep his shinobi way. The village was on the line here, and he didn't plan on letting the village down. The breeze was enough to sway the boy's white untucked button up shirt. He placed his hands into the pockets of his black slacks, a bland look on his face as though he were lost in thought. He wasn't stressing. He played out a number of possibilities of the situation at hand, looking for the one option that would benefit both Konoha and Suna.
[ MFT | WC: +400 ]
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