His eyes wandered back and forth from the sheer magnificence of the Kumogakure's entry point, the place in the skies or so he heard in rumors. A foreigner like himself wandering a new yet fascinating place. The wind clashed against his face as he waited for someone to entertain him, he didn't want to rush in like an idiot and get himself imprisoned or kicked out, and if it did - everything he did just to get here would be a waste. Unlike his previous village which wasn't a place for a Shinobi, just a normal one, and now that he's visiting such a well-known place - he knew that he needed to take the each step as careful as possible.
[crappy post - I'll pick up the pace soon]