As if Yori hadn't moved enough in his thirteen years of living. He was used to it by now, and upon his most recent move from the Mist village to the Stone village, he had come to the realization that maybe packing up and moving to a new place didn't have to be so bad. On the day of his arrival, Yori went ahead and started to explore his new village. He was very surprised to see that the village was quite wealthy and that shops and other stalls were abundant. He didn't like the thought of being in such a populated area, but in a way he did because he could hide himself among the vast amount of people. As he was walking down what seemed to be the main street going through the village, he noticed an elderly man carrying a lot groceries. Immediately he approached the man and asked if he would like his assistance. The man just kept on his way and seemed not to notice Yori in the slightest bit. "Sir, would you like some help carrying all of those groceries?" This time Yori said it louder so that he was sure the man would hear him. "Oh, I can handle it by myself, but if you insist on helping me then be my guest. I only live a little further up the road" Yori took a few of the bags from the man and started following him to his home where he would then drop off the groceries. "Thank you so much young man, would you like to come in for some tea? I can put the water on if you'd like to stay a while." Yori didn't really plan on staying out too long, and he was sure that his mother wouldn't really want him to go into a stranger's home. "Thanks for the offer but I really should be heading on my way, my parents will start to get worried if I don't check in with them every so often." With that said, Yori made his way home just in time for the lunch that his mother was preparing. Maybe it's not so bad here after all...
WC: 366
WC: 366