Hoshi sat inside of his dojo, in front of the entrance, but twenty yards out from it so he'd be in clear view when someone entered. His hands were crossed in his lap, eyes closed and e was calm. Still as unwavering tree rooted to the earth. His meditation was in full effect, he would be breathing slow deep breaths in through his nose, and out lightly parted lips. His core would slowly expand and deflate with each breath, and not a sound of the wind escaping could be heard.
He had summoned Hirateuchi, a Shinobi very adept with water jutsu who had come to know recently. Their first meeting was under some stressful circumstances but it sparked a friendship that would last for ages, maybe even through children of the next generation. He wanted to not only hang out talk with him, but maybe even slide in a small training regiment to sharpen the ninja tools. When he'd arrive Hoshi would be more than welcoming.
Inside the teenagers body was blazing spirit, his chakra network in a controlled riot within him. His mind contained no thoughts, he solely focused on his breathing, and his chakra. He would fuel the revserves he had and in an instant stop everything at once, slowly opening his eyes.
