Haruto
Name: Toruka, Haruto
Age:15
Physical Description:
Haruto stands tall for his age due to his unique parentage, his father being a barbarian nomad of the desert. His skin deeply tanned from the brutal desert sun and often so much so it has a red tint sometimes. Haruto’s eyes are hazel and always shining with good humor and wit. Because of the physical nature of his fighting style of need for freedom of movement, Haruto’s garb is closer to a gi than it is to tradional shinobi uniform. His arms and legs are more often than not wrapped in the style of a fighter. Maybe the most distinguishing mark the young shinobi has is a set of white inked tattoos on both shoulder stretching down both biceps to the elbow. They are symbol for his mysterious father being tribal designs representing the waves of the winds and sand in
Mental Description:
Haruto seems to be always smiling and full of good cheer, but some of this is a front for the anxiety he feels at being a rather normal and unremarkable ninja from a small unknown family. He is tough from growing up in a smaller village to a working class family in the outskirts of Wind Country. Sometimes stubborn to a fault, Haruto is smart but not as smart as he thinks he is often times. He likes to crack jokes and smile, but he is very serious about learning as much as he can becoming the best ninja his natural skills will allow him to become. Haruto wants to bring honor and fame to his family name in honor of his fallen mother, who died to bring him into the world.
History:
Ibis Toruka was a fierce some jounin for Sunagakure and she served her country proudly and loyally. At some point she had a liason with a member of one the traveling nomad clans of the desert. The circumstances of this union are largely unknown to Haruto or his uncle and aunt that raised him. Unfortunately Ibis lost her life in a small room in a small desolate village of her birth having her son. He was to grow up with his foster parents/aunt and uncle in the small community as his father was unknown.
Despite the grim beginnings of his life, Haruto had a fairly great childhood with parents that loved him and siblings that while much older, treated him well. Growing up in a community so far from Sunagakure, made the villagers and by extension Haruto, very resourceful and resilient even if a bit stubborn and conservative. Haruto never wanted to be a dirt farmer in the forgotten corners of the world. He dreamed of adventure and following in his mothers footsteps to become a shinobi for the village hidden in the sand.
As a child Haruto never really showed any signs of chakra control but he didn’t let that stop him from training with every bit of spare time he could with any throwing blade he could buy, steal, or fashion himself. His favorite and most prized possession being a set of large folding shuriken his mother once used. He was determined that his hard work and even the natural physical talents gifted to him by his mysterious and absent father would help prevail in the quest to become a great and reknown shinobi. Even though he trained like a sand demon, Haruto never exerted any control over chakra when the academy scouts came searching for the next crop of future ninja. The first year he wasn’t selected Haruto managed to keep his spirits high but after the second time he started to falter.
Thankfully on the third year and subsequently the final year that he would quality being 13 by that point, the boy showed signs of manifesting chakra when he was able to finally break some simple genjutsu as part of the tests used to identify candidates for the academy in Suna. It was the happiest day of his life when he was able to finally his auntie and uncle good-bye and make haste to the capital to start work on fulfilling his destiny of becoming a powerful and renown Sand ninja. The academy years were a blur and the best years of his life. Haruto wasn’t a break out success, always struggling with ninjutsu and genjutsu but ultimately being passable with them. However, all those years in practice throwing shuriken, senbon, and kunai in the ever changing winds of the countryside paid off because Haruto was extremely skilled with the thrown weapons of shinobi.
It didn't take long once at the academy for the keen instructors to identify the strengths and weaknesses of Haruto, it was their job with all new students after all. He was tutored in the basic arts of ninjutsu like all shinobi must be, and passed with only some trouble. However, Haruto's skill with the thrown weapon and shuriken jutsu was unmatched by his peers. What the boy lacked in family clout he made up for with good-humor and likability. The natural talent he lacked for ninjutsu was countered by exceptional eyes and physical prowess. Finally gaining confidence in his own value as a shinobi, with real exceptional skills outside the norm, Haruto took to the training fields with gusto unmatched by all but a few of his classmates. Determination to take the thing he was good at and become the best at it drove the young ninja to extremes when training.
Haruto spent all his time in meditation and thought about chakra thinking about trajectories and the many factors that would play into the flight of a shuriken or kunai. When he was supposed to be doing homework or chores, he was throwing knives at increasingly difficult targets, with increasingly difficult handicaps. One day when he was supposed to be practicing his ability to focus chakra on his soles and thus walk on water and other sketchy surfaces, Haruto was instead brutalizing the local landscape with his barrages of shuriken when it happened. Perhaps it was the heat, or the persistent training, but an epiphany struck Haruto so hard he nearly fell over. It was as if his eyes sharpened and the hairs on his skin became more sensitive because he could nearly see the trajectory a projectile might take. He could accurately and more importantly almost instantly gauge the direction and speed of wind. Over joyed with this break through Haruto trained well into the night and only after neighbor to the training ground he was at came to run him off did he finally go home.
It was about halfway through the next day when a classmate of Haruto's first mentioned the slight change that he would come to know as an awakening of sorts. His eyes had changed colors. No longer did they have the grey-green hue of hazel and a black circular pupil. Now his eyes were pools of gold and honey with long vertical oval shaped pupils. Of course, Haruto hadn't noticed the change having slept late as per usual and barely brushed his teeth before coming to school. The news was both alarming and elating because it confirmed the feeling he'd had the night before when he seemingly couldn't miss a target for awhile before exhaustion finally took over. Later that day when the time presented itself, Haruto showed his new eyes and exceptional new understanding of trajectory to his instructor. The once mediocre student had now shuffled his way to the back end of the front of the pack and this was not an accomplishment his superiors weren't aware of for someone of such unremarkable birth.
The final year of the academy came and went as maybe the single best year of Haruto's life. His new skills elevated him in the eyes of his peers and allowed him to gain more confidence and back up some of the bravado he'd previously been posturing. Having found his niche, Haruto was tested based on his abilities when graduation came time and even managed to pull off the basic ninjutsu and genjutsu required by the standards of the village on top of setting academy records for thrown marksmanship with the kunai and the shuriken.
Name: Toruka, Haruto
Age:15
Physical Description:
Haruto stands tall for his age due to his unique parentage, his father being a barbarian nomad of the desert. His skin deeply tanned from the brutal desert sun and often so much so it has a red tint sometimes. Haruto’s eyes are hazel and always shining with good humor and wit. Because of the physical nature of his fighting style of need for freedom of movement, Haruto’s garb is closer to a gi than it is to tradional shinobi uniform. His arms and legs are more often than not wrapped in the style of a fighter. Maybe the most distinguishing mark the young shinobi has is a set of white inked tattoos on both shoulder stretching down both biceps to the elbow. They are symbol for his mysterious father being tribal designs representing the waves of the winds and sand in
Mental Description:
Haruto seems to be always smiling and full of good cheer, but some of this is a front for the anxiety he feels at being a rather normal and unremarkable ninja from a small unknown family. He is tough from growing up in a smaller village to a working class family in the outskirts of Wind Country. Sometimes stubborn to a fault, Haruto is smart but not as smart as he thinks he is often times. He likes to crack jokes and smile, but he is very serious about learning as much as he can becoming the best ninja his natural skills will allow him to become. Haruto wants to bring honor and fame to his family name in honor of his fallen mother, who died to bring him into the world.
History:
Ibis Toruka was a fierce some jounin for Sunagakure and she served her country proudly and loyally. At some point she had a liason with a member of one the traveling nomad clans of the desert. The circumstances of this union are largely unknown to Haruto or his uncle and aunt that raised him. Unfortunately Ibis lost her life in a small room in a small desolate village of her birth having her son. He was to grow up with his foster parents/aunt and uncle in the small community as his father was unknown.
Despite the grim beginnings of his life, Haruto had a fairly great childhood with parents that loved him and siblings that while much older, treated him well. Growing up in a community so far from Sunagakure, made the villagers and by extension Haruto, very resourceful and resilient even if a bit stubborn and conservative. Haruto never wanted to be a dirt farmer in the forgotten corners of the world. He dreamed of adventure and following in his mothers footsteps to become a shinobi for the village hidden in the sand.
As a child Haruto never really showed any signs of chakra control but he didn’t let that stop him from training with every bit of spare time he could with any throwing blade he could buy, steal, or fashion himself. His favorite and most prized possession being a set of large folding shuriken his mother once used. He was determined that his hard work and even the natural physical talents gifted to him by his mysterious and absent father would help prevail in the quest to become a great and reknown shinobi. Even though he trained like a sand demon, Haruto never exerted any control over chakra when the academy scouts came searching for the next crop of future ninja. The first year he wasn’t selected Haruto managed to keep his spirits high but after the second time he started to falter.
Thankfully on the third year and subsequently the final year that he would quality being 13 by that point, the boy showed signs of manifesting chakra when he was able to finally break some simple genjutsu as part of the tests used to identify candidates for the academy in Suna. It was the happiest day of his life when he was able to finally his auntie and uncle good-bye and make haste to the capital to start work on fulfilling his destiny of becoming a powerful and renown Sand ninja. The academy years were a blur and the best years of his life. Haruto wasn’t a break out success, always struggling with ninjutsu and genjutsu but ultimately being passable with them. However, all those years in practice throwing shuriken, senbon, and kunai in the ever changing winds of the countryside paid off because Haruto was extremely skilled with the thrown weapons of shinobi.
It didn't take long once at the academy for the keen instructors to identify the strengths and weaknesses of Haruto, it was their job with all new students after all. He was tutored in the basic arts of ninjutsu like all shinobi must be, and passed with only some trouble. However, Haruto's skill with the thrown weapon and shuriken jutsu was unmatched by his peers. What the boy lacked in family clout he made up for with good-humor and likability. The natural talent he lacked for ninjutsu was countered by exceptional eyes and physical prowess. Finally gaining confidence in his own value as a shinobi, with real exceptional skills outside the norm, Haruto took to the training fields with gusto unmatched by all but a few of his classmates. Determination to take the thing he was good at and become the best at it drove the young ninja to extremes when training.
Haruto spent all his time in meditation and thought about chakra thinking about trajectories and the many factors that would play into the flight of a shuriken or kunai. When he was supposed to be doing homework or chores, he was throwing knives at increasingly difficult targets, with increasingly difficult handicaps. One day when he was supposed to be practicing his ability to focus chakra on his soles and thus walk on water and other sketchy surfaces, Haruto was instead brutalizing the local landscape with his barrages of shuriken when it happened. Perhaps it was the heat, or the persistent training, but an epiphany struck Haruto so hard he nearly fell over. It was as if his eyes sharpened and the hairs on his skin became more sensitive because he could nearly see the trajectory a projectile might take. He could accurately and more importantly almost instantly gauge the direction and speed of wind. Over joyed with this break through Haruto trained well into the night and only after neighbor to the training ground he was at came to run him off did he finally go home.
It was about halfway through the next day when a classmate of Haruto's first mentioned the slight change that he would come to know as an awakening of sorts. His eyes had changed colors. No longer did they have the grey-green hue of hazel and a black circular pupil. Now his eyes were pools of gold and honey with long vertical oval shaped pupils. Of course, Haruto hadn't noticed the change having slept late as per usual and barely brushed his teeth before coming to school. The news was both alarming and elating because it confirmed the feeling he'd had the night before when he seemingly couldn't miss a target for awhile before exhaustion finally took over. Later that day when the time presented itself, Haruto showed his new eyes and exceptional new understanding of trajectory to his instructor. The once mediocre student had now shuffled his way to the back end of the front of the pack and this was not an accomplishment his superiors weren't aware of for someone of such unremarkable birth.
The final year of the academy came and went as maybe the single best year of Haruto's life. His new skills elevated him in the eyes of his peers and allowed him to gain more confidence and back up some of the bravado he'd previously been posturing. Having found his niche, Haruto was tested based on his abilities when graduation came time and even managed to pull off the basic ninjutsu and genjutsu required by the standards of the village on top of setting academy records for thrown marksmanship with the kunai and the shuriken.
