[legend="Honing..."]
"This village is important to me, it's my life and my families life....."
This was one of the few times Arashi had gone without his usual attire out in the open, that being all his torso clothing was neatly folded on a boulder to the side. He stood shirtless before the training ground just at the crack of dawn when the skylight was still dark with lines of orange flirting with the horizon. The air was cool at this time and it was quiet, not an eye was within radius to watch what he was doing. Before him about ten feet or so stood a lone log almost the height of a grown man. The log however was far from normal as it was specifically created by Arashi to hone his particular set of skills, being that the log had small nodes positioned across it's surface. Each node was tiny, the size of a needle point and there were a total of three-hundred and sixty-one. Inscribed upon the top of the log was a chakra tag which fed chakra into the log itself meaning that each pore had a tiny amount of chakra filling the hole..
"I cannot afford to be a dull blade for Kumogakure..."
Exhaling slightly, he bandaged his palms fully from the forearm all the way to his fingertips. Placing his blade's sheath upon his back, his stance changed as he stared at the log...
It was time to train.[/legend]