It had been a few months since he was sent to the orphanage and Shishiwakamaru received a most perplexing letter in the mail. It wasn't anything negative, mind you, just... confusing. With no parents and the institution he was currently being housed only meeting bare necessities meant he was destined for a life of normalcy, plain living as a citizen of Konaha. While being the progeny of two chakra sensitive parents meant he was chakra sensitive, he would not have the opportunity to explore that life. Or so he thought...
The letter in question was an acceptance letter to the Konaha Academy. Initially he thought it was sent to the wrong kid, but he had never met anyone with a name as ridiculous as his. The seal looked legitimate, but there was really no way of telling for certain without going to the academy itself to investigate. While young and un-learned he still understood that this sort of schooling costed money. Money neither he, his late family, or the orphanage had. It was all too confounding at this moment in time.
And thus shishiwakamaru found himself just inside the threshold that was the Academy's front doors. It was much bigger on the inside than expected, a look of bewilderment quickly spread across the young Nara's face. The halls were empty, but he could hear the subtle sound of children in the distance, most likely in class. His sandals made a soft clacking noise has he slowly proceeded down the hall in search of... well, anything. Did he need to sign up himself for classes, was somebody supposed to reach out to him? Where was the information board, or some sort of office with a secretary of sorts. It wasn't long after he started he already found himself lost. "Ah man... Where even am I?"
[OOC - MFT]
The letter in question was an acceptance letter to the Konaha Academy. Initially he thought it was sent to the wrong kid, but he had never met anyone with a name as ridiculous as his. The seal looked legitimate, but there was really no way of telling for certain without going to the academy itself to investigate. While young and un-learned he still understood that this sort of schooling costed money. Money neither he, his late family, or the orphanage had. It was all too confounding at this moment in time.
And thus shishiwakamaru found himself just inside the threshold that was the Academy's front doors. It was much bigger on the inside than expected, a look of bewilderment quickly spread across the young Nara's face. The halls were empty, but he could hear the subtle sound of children in the distance, most likely in class. His sandals made a soft clacking noise has he slowly proceeded down the hall in search of... well, anything. Did he need to sign up himself for classes, was somebody supposed to reach out to him? Where was the information board, or some sort of office with a secretary of sorts. It wasn't long after he started he already found himself lost. "Ah man... Where even am I?"
[OOC - MFT]