Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.
Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.
Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.
The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.
This is Ninpocho Chronicles.
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A most curious scent floated through the air, Azusa's nose keenly honing in on the smell.
While the most notable difference between the air of Suna and Sora would certainly be the scent of the sea carried within the humid winds, that, itself, was not what had captivated Azusa's attention --the desert fox vastly preferred the arid climate of the sands in the first place--. No, there was something this seaside locale offered that could not compare with Sunagakure; Sora had always been a fishing village at its heart.
Sizzle. Crack.
The scent that had the kitsune so enthralled was the searing fish being cooked over an open flame before her. At this moment, she was not the Lady of the Toraono. She was not the once-Priestess of the Aikayume. She was simply a hungry vixen eager to sink her canines into the seared skin of the fishkabab, making no effort in the slightest at restraining her seven tails from swaying with anticipation.
Yet, a woman of whims, a faint sensation reached her, causing her golden ears twitch as if tugged. Spirits were a most curious thing. The moment someone like Misaki had entered the sacred grounds of the shrine was enough to create oddities in the spiritual energy of the shrine. And while Azusa's affinity as a priestess had been crippled since her exile, her connection was not severed completely; like faint ripples across the still surface of a pond, the gold vixen could follow the disturbance to its source...
...Of course she had made sure to take along, her seared fish, albeit, at the cost of leaving behind her treasured blade in the care of one of her attending Toraono as she went to investigate alone --she was a vixen with priorities you see--.
With curiosity, Azusa watched the little one before her --yes, the short statured Azusa had viewed the other as a "small" despite the two being nearly identical in height, and yes, if the two were to stand side-by-side the results would not be in Azusa's favor-- however any proper kitsune knew the size of a vixen was not in her height, but her tails.
...At least according to Azusa's unbiased logic.
Perhaps Misaki would notice her. Perhaps the younger kitsune would overlook her admist the many tasks she had focused on. Eventually (in about the time it took for her to eat one of her treasured fishkababs), Azusa would finish her observation from the outskirts of the near-empty shrine and moved to approach the main building and Misaki, following the scent of incense. Without a word, she placed one of her seared fish skewers on the table as an offering; bowing not once, but twice. Followed clapping her hands twice, and finishing with a final bow. Only then did she speak;
"You have done well in respecting this small shrine, so far from the Village, little one. As expected of a proud Aikayume."
For better and worse, Misaki's ritual had attracted Azusa.
[Dual Search entered]
The little ones acknowledgement brought a smile to Azusa. An Aikayume's tails were their prided treasures, and though her name could be exiled from the clan, the seven golden tails were undeniable proof of her bloodline.
"Oho?" Though while the white one recognized her first, it was not until Misaki's comments that Azusa realized who she was speaking with. And could you blame her? Misaki may have been her sister's daughter, but she was still just a tiny kit last she saw her; let alone grown enough to be wandering beyond the village boundaries. "...To think you have grown so much! You have certainly grown into your tails, little Misaki."
Seeing the younger Aikayume left Azusa with a most curious feeling. Pride; and while the vixen was at no loss for any amount of Pride, it had always been directed at herself. Her own vanity. And yet now? The pride she felt upon seeing Misaki here, attending to this shrine...It was perhaps the first time she felt pride intended for someone other than herself. It was a warm feeling she that was lost to her for nearly a decade..
Family
"It has been some time." Azusa spoke, noting the increasing smoke in response to Misaki's ritual. Her tails swayed as she guessed at what was to come; and eager to see how her niece would handle the situation. "...I am curious to see how far your training as Priestess has come; my sister can be quite careless you see."
As Azusa herself had only come to Sora on a whim, she certainly carried nothing on hand that would normally be used as an offering. Aside from the seared fish she had placed on the altar. "I only have my respect to offer, proud spirit. What brings me here is to see how the little one fulfills her duties as Priestess."
Her large ears had twitched in response to a subtle change; perhaps it was a shift in the air. Or the sound of gravel. Small, but slight enough to alert her warrior's senses that the ones within the shrine were not alone. Enough to keep her alert. "...You say "former" home, honorable spirit. But a shrine devoid of the spirit it is meant to house is merely wood and stone. Do the ones approaching from outside belong to you?"
Azusa was stunned. In one motion, the younger Aikayume had completely defeated her.
By embracing Azusa.
The Lady Toraono was extremely proud. She was spiteful and unforgiving when she felt that pride was challenge. When the Aikayume had exiled her, it was no small amount of resentment that she held. Restoring that honor had since been her goal, and at one point she had even considered reclaiming her former title as "Priestess" through force, strength, and blood.
Yet, when she saw the pure delight in Misaki...Her feelings of ambition made her feel ugly. (It seems...I still have much to learn.) She returned the white kitsune's hug, and despite being one who wielded flames in battle, it was the warmest she could remember feeling in years. "Really....what an energetic one you are..."
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Azusa's attention was divided between listening to the words of the spirit manifested before them, while her eyes could not help but latch onto two snowy kits playing amongst themselves. Such tiny things, innocently playing...
"...eheheh..." Her normally serious expression melted. Why --if she was not in the graceful presence of of a spirit-- she would have no doubt collapsed onto her knees and lured the two kits over to bestow her affection. In fact, her ears and tails swayed in eagerness...
"An Aikayume could never ignore such small kits."Azusa glanced at the twin foxes. "The task of maintaining this shrine is beyond these two at the present point. And if my little Misaki will be assisting--" Her eyes darted over to the younger fox. "--I could not -possibly- leave her alone. You shall have my full assistance."
Yes, Azusa looked at Misaki with similar adoration she displayed toward the fox cubs.
Oh, how it brought the Lady of the Toraono no small amount of pride to hear from the lingering remains of the shrine guardian that she was familiar with the Aikayume clan and their rituals. When it came to the workings of a proper shrine, the Aikayume were second to none-- though if you asked Azusa personally, she would always say they were second to none in -everything...but that is beside the point;
Azusa listened to the spirit's request; it was no small task what was being asked of them. However...The golden vixen's eyes glanced at the younger Aikayume kitsune; this would be a very ideal task for young Misaki, who herself seemed very ambitious. Azusa's lips curled into an appreciative smile; (As expected of an Aikayume. Let me see your technique, little one)[/i] Azusa thought to herself.
She thought over the situation as Misaki had asked her opinion; "Oh, is it not obvious, little one? You are to be Priestess of the Aikayume; it is only natural that you shall be the one to grant this Spirit a much-deserved rest. Let us witness the display of the future Aikayume Priestess." Azusa spoke. For so long, she was determined to reclaim her position as Priestess of the Aikayume...and yet, with Misaki here...Azusa felt no disdain. No, she absolutely wanted to support the younger kitsune.
"Proud Spirit, you have done well to serve this shrine for so well. You are well deserving of a proper rest, and the little one here shall ensure you have a proper passage." The seven-tails gestured toward Misaki. "I, Toraono-aikayume Azusa, shall take this shrine under my own protection. What you ask is no small task; this shrine lies beyond the my home of Suna...however your resolution here has touched me; it would be cruel to deny your final wish."
This was for two reasons; the first, being that Misaki's capabilities as a shrine maiden had already surpassed Azusa's own. Or rather, that Azusa's capabilities had been stunted ever since her fateful encounter with the demon Akkuma. While it had absolutely left her a stronger warrior, her shrine skills could never hope to compete against Misaki's, who held the Blood of the Priestess much like Azusa once had. Considering she would have perished if not for the Byakko blood within her, having her shrine techniques crippled when she lost the Aikayume Blood was a small price to pay.
The second of the reasons; her life force was vast. As a seven-tailed Aikayume, she had power to spare; linking herself to this shrine as its guardian spirit was not an impossible task. a burden? Certainly. But she had the blood of spirits, and could fulfill the role of the shrine's guardian spirit even if not physically present. Of course, she would have to make routine check ins to monitor the shrine...
...And this very obviously had nothing to do with the fact that she was fond of the local fish here.
"Are you ready, honorable spirit? If you have no further requests, the Aikayume shall ease your worries."
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