The toll of traveling taxed Anatsu harder. This was a boy that had never traveled beyond the Fire Country before. This was most certainly the farthest he had ever been from home. That didn't scare him too much. He had seen things far scarier than traveling. Conquering the Thug Lord and avenging his father's death was the toughest thing he had to ever do. Leaving his family, clan, and village was not a thought that bothered him. He simply wanted to stay alive and figure out where he could put his talents to use. He knew nor understood any life beyond getting paid to assassinate. For some reason he naively thought that the Village of Kumogakure would appreciate his talents. To them, he wasn't the emotionless murderer. They had no idea of his talents. He only appeared as a ninja that betrayed his village and became a rogue shinobi. Little did they understand his pains and his reasons. Perhaps the sennin would care to listen. He didn't really know what to do.
For now, it was time to taste Kumogakure's ramen. He located a small ramen bar that had a heater in the corner. He ordered ramen with chicken in it and paid for it from a portion of the small amount of money he had left. It was evident by his accent that he was not a Kumogakure citizen so he attempted to talk as little as possible. His next step would be to find a place to sleep. He hadn't slept too much in days. However, ever when he did where he slept was not too much of an issue. The only issue was that Kumogakure was a lot colder than his route to get there. Sleeping outdoors meant certain death.
Anatsu was still covered up in his black travelers cloak
For now, it was time to taste Kumogakure's ramen. He located a small ramen bar that had a heater in the corner. He ordered ramen with chicken in it and paid for it from a portion of the small amount of money he had left. It was evident by his accent that he was not a Kumogakure citizen so he attempted to talk as little as possible. His next step would be to find a place to sleep. He hadn't slept too much in days. However, ever when he did where he slept was not too much of an issue. The only issue was that Kumogakure was a lot colder than his route to get there. Sleeping outdoors meant certain death.
Anatsu was still covered up in his black travelers cloak