Rays of an eager morning sun pierced through the quickly lifting fog enveloping the wild forests of Fire Country. The lone figure sat cross legged with his left leg resting completely on top of his right, his hands placed palms up on top of each other in his lap and his eyes gently closed. His warm breath condensed through the frigid morning air, coiling away from his nostrils with each long, deliberate exhalation.
The morning birds danced through the beams of sunlight as they began to sing of morning praises, each small body darting erratically through the air to mercilessly devour their living prey, their pleasant songs penetrating his deep meditation.
"Good morning birds..."
The shinobi opened his eyes slowly, a grin coming over his scared face as the birds flittered and sang around him.
"...you do good works this morning, your veraciousness, your revelry, your bloodlust, I'm impressed."
He pulled his robes back over his bare shoulders and began the process of attaching his armour. Toned muscles bunched systematically under cold, tattooed skin as cursed seals which had lay dormant during his meditation flared back to life, each accompanied by a sharp pain and an involuntary gritting of teeth.
He had been gone from this world of shinobi for a long time as he recovered from his wounds. He had been lost in the twilight between life and death, dreaming long forgotten dreams. But his time in the void had not been wasted, as the cursed chakra of two dark gods now coursed freely through his body and soul.
"Now little birds, what do you say? Shall I join you in the hunt?" A small bird landed on his outstretched hand, spinning and flapping and making small chirps and peeps as small birds do before quickly darting back to the feast and the slaughter.
"Agreed..."
[Ooc: Traveling from Fire country -> Wind country
Run Time: 30 minutes
Half Time Card in Inventory]
The morning birds danced through the beams of sunlight as they began to sing of morning praises, each small body darting erratically through the air to mercilessly devour their living prey, their pleasant songs penetrating his deep meditation.
"Good morning birds..."
The shinobi opened his eyes slowly, a grin coming over his scared face as the birds flittered and sang around him.
"...you do good works this morning, your veraciousness, your revelry, your bloodlust, I'm impressed."
He pulled his robes back over his bare shoulders and began the process of attaching his armour. Toned muscles bunched systematically under cold, tattooed skin as cursed seals which had lay dormant during his meditation flared back to life, each accompanied by a sharp pain and an involuntary gritting of teeth.
He had been gone from this world of shinobi for a long time as he recovered from his wounds. He had been lost in the twilight between life and death, dreaming long forgotten dreams. But his time in the void had not been wasted, as the cursed chakra of two dark gods now coursed freely through his body and soul.
"Now little birds, what do you say? Shall I join you in the hunt?" A small bird landed on his outstretched hand, spinning and flapping and making small chirps and peeps as small birds do before quickly darting back to the feast and the slaughter.
"Agreed..."
[Ooc: Traveling from Fire country -> Wind country
Run Time: 30 minutes
Half Time Card in Inventory]
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