Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-34754862-20161221072822/@comment-34754862-20161221074842

The day was bright as the sun was out, but  partially cloudy, though it wasn't enough to cloud the sunlight as it was able to pierce through and show patches on the ground of nothing, but pure light. Among Konohagakure walking through the large amount of civilians was a single soul. Myōō a boy who was making his way towards the training field to continue his training as he waited  for Keldran to make his trip from his mission. He smirked as he was anxious to finally train under him, something he personally dreamed of. But that was beside the point, his attire was the usual. The same grey jacket with black pants and black shinobi boots. He finally had arrived at the training grounds his white hair dancing as he made his way towards his favorite spot, it was southeast towards the river as it was abandoned. He had arrived as he sat down and pulled a scroll out of his pouch, beginning to read it and learn the jutsu he was trying to learn he simply grunted annoyed as it seemed easy on paper but complicated to do. He shrugged it off as he looked towards the side and laid down on the grass field which lead to the river, looking at the sky as he whispered “Man, today’s pretty weird” He shrugged it off as he had a slight remembrance of that day he witnessed  his brother O killing the enemy so easily with his entrails falling out. It was truly terrifying and disturbing, but he was able to persevere and disregard it as he attempted to surpass it and become better from it. He then got back up as he began performing the hand seals while watching the scroll as it was laid out. He performed the hand seals one by one minding his own business waiting for something to occur.