Soon he found himself near the gates of kumogakure, the clouds looming just above him. Lucky him that it didn't rain otherwise he'd look like a stray cat who rolled over a puddle. He watched as shadows moved from one place to another, seemingly natural. These people certainly know to find a good spot as he watched the clouds move ever so slowly while the things around him moved quite fast and human-like. Not that the place was overrun by demons or anything by that matter. All he wanted was to enjoy some piece and made talk with other people, learn new stuff and whatnot. Not a blade pointed to his neck, or head, or any part of his body for that matter.
Now there he stand away from the invisible space that would welcome him inside, waiting for someone... hopefully someone who isn't aggressive - nor ugly.
Now there he stand away from the invisible space that would welcome him inside, waiting for someone... hopefully someone who isn't aggressive - nor ugly.