Hoshi adorned normal chuunin attire. It was a switch from his normal outfit, which was a kimono top and an apron. Hoshi wore fitted hakamas adorned in matte black to match a black dry fit. Hoshi wore a chuunin chain mail vest and on top of that a buttoned sweater with a tall collar. The sweater was unbuttoned and open to reveal the chain mail and he necklace with a pendant containing a precious stone. Tatsuo told him to meet in the forest for a camping trip. Of course the two youth had been spending an awful lot of time together since each of their returns.
Hoshi trekked into the forest, moving at a light jog. His eyes would dart left to right as he side stepped tall branches, incoming animals, and various other obstructions that would impede his path. His thoughts would race like horses on a track contemplating over and over again, the idea of camping. In his home he had a microwave, television, gaming system, an oven and toaster, a wide array of electronics. His comfort zone was far being stretched, but, that's what a Shinobi had to do, right? Hoshi would never turn down a learning experience, and so the boy kept his eyes peeled for a large enough expanse to post up site.
Eventually, after the bright burning orb in the sky had slithered about forty five degrees, Hoshi had finally came to a stop. There was a range with enough trees to provide shade, and large enough patch of flat land to build camp. Hoshi then took a seat and waited for Tatsuo to arrive. This was going to be an interesting time for sure, and the excitement would build in the youth causing a jump in his heart rate and blood pressure. A clear sigh his hyperactivity was kicking in, of which he would meditate to suppress.
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Hoshi trekked into the forest, moving at a light jog. His eyes would dart left to right as he side stepped tall branches, incoming animals, and various other obstructions that would impede his path. His thoughts would race like horses on a track contemplating over and over again, the idea of camping. In his home he had a microwave, television, gaming system, an oven and toaster, a wide array of electronics. His comfort zone was far being stretched, but, that's what a Shinobi had to do, right? Hoshi would never turn down a learning experience, and so the boy kept his eyes peeled for a large enough expanse to post up site.
Eventually, after the bright burning orb in the sky had slithered about forty five degrees, Hoshi had finally came to a stop. There was a range with enough trees to provide shade, and large enough patch of flat land to build camp. Hoshi then took a seat and waited for Tatsuo to arrive. This was going to be an interesting time for sure, and the excitement would build in the youth causing a jump in his heart rate and blood pressure. A clear sigh his hyperactivity was kicking in, of which he would meditate to suppress.
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