Simple things. Always enjoy those simple things. Through the forest he would tread. Bored. Awaiting orders for the next mission maybe it was time to come from the background into the spotlight. Maybe. Motivation was the key to these things though. Right now he didnt have it. He didnt want to. He was simply honing his abilities, honing the woods... The Spirit of the Gaia Tree within him. And with this forest he would make his home. Cast high in the canopy. Built in mere moments as he did some years back. It was a place where he would be able to get away from the world sometimes. Keeping his alternate identity under wraps. The Black Ops. His black Attire. It was all apart of the better and greater good. Right?
He'd passed his physical examination not long ago, and there were few that knew of this location. "Hmph..."<i></i>, training under his home in the leaves below with his sword in one hand and two clones around him. Hand to hand combat was a strong point of his as well as Ninjutsu, but he liked to think one day he could use Genjutsu as well. it was something he would take heed on solemnly. To be well rounded was a good thing for anyone, especially if he was going to be looking into moving up. Dressed down in a red jumpsuit as well as his clones, they would churn back and forth trading blows and earning experience all the same.
Rustling in the trees would catch his attention though, well not just the trees but familiar fragrances would fill the air, was the food he was preparing done? Maybe... it had been thirty minutes... He'd stop and turn outwardly smiling as he'd brush himself off heading to the bridge that connected to his home.