These days though, especially now that Eiji was back in the Academy, it would serve as valuable training time. Allowing Eiji to get his technique down. Learning more and more about his chakra nature. Being able to expand upon the abilities he had been born with and adding to it, allowing himself to reveal much more to his repertoire. You see, Eiji was a gifted kid... he was keen to all forms of jutsu. Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, Genjutsu, they all came easily to him. It was a fact that his father would want to hone in and be able to bring out all of his abilities because they would become invaluable to him later on in life.
Today though, Eiji would stand alone atop a large hill a good distance from their camp-site. He was practicing his Doton release, being able to shoot out rocks of chakra and shifting the gravel under their feet. It was an awesome feat especially with how little chakra he was dealing with. Suffice to say, he could only maintain two jutsu at the moment before he'd be completely drained and would have to resort to Taijutsu and that wasnt something he would want to continue.
So high above the steep cliffs and near a rolling stream, Eiji would nod to himself, sitting himself down and trying to draw in chakra, to change the novice into a champion. He had to work... and work he would attempt, because he had so much hanging on his training within his mind. He wanted nothing more than to get strong quickly... and maybe he would be able to find such things if he would concentrate on them... but alas. He was a teen boy, he wanted instant gratification. 'C'mon Eiji... You've got this...', the young, chocolate skinned teen thought.
"....Who's that?", looking over the horizon he would see someone approaching but he wasnt sure who, placing a hand on his katana's hilt he would prep himself for an encounter... or maybe not?
[WC = 477.]