Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27975466-20160330173102

~In the village of Kirigakure there was a young boy named Mitatsu Fuuma who was hated by his very own clan being the Fuuma clan themeselves the reason for this was unknown to most not even Mitatsu himself knew the reason this reason was only known by a few of the most advance and high ranking Fuuma leaders. Mitatsu lived isolated from the rest of the Fuuma he lived in a residence along the outskirts of the village of Kirigakure in a small cabin like home by himself. Inside this small home the alarm clock had now began to ring off the hook it rung so hard and loud that it appeared to be jumping for joy off the dresser that stood on the right side of Mitatsu's bed. As this alarm clock rung Mitatsu opened his eyes awakening from his slumber. Mitatsu was sweating bullets which was typical for his awakening in the morning this happend every morning because of him being haunted by the same dream almost every single night of his clan staring and laughing at him. Mitatsu was now awake placeing his right palm on his temple. This gesture was because Mitatsu had a very chronic head ache and was in a bit of pain his pale white skin dripping with sweat he stood up on his bed side. With  this Mitatsu had now dragged himself to his restroom and took a hot shower freshining up from the sweat that he had endured while sleeping. Mitatsu stayed in the shower for a total of twenty minuets and after leaving the shower he then dried himself off and walked to his closet to put on his typical outfit which was a black shinobi hooded flak jacket this was not one like the jounin of Kiri wore but one he had that onlly had two pockets on it one by the right side of his chest and one by the left side of his chest. He wore a black shinobi rebreather on his face that covered most of the bottom half of his face between this and his black hoodie only a bit of his face could be seen. Mitatsu wore on his bottom half a pair of black shinobi baggy bottoms and on his feet he wore black open toed shinobi sandles which were lighter than usuaml but comfortable than most other foot wear that came from the village known as Kirigakure that the average shinobi would wear. These sandles felt like nothing was on his feet by the weight of things but also provided a large ammount of confort as well. Mitatsu wore around his neck the Kirigakure forehead protector but unlike most shinobi who wore the forehead protector around the forehead Mitatsu wore this item around his neck. The band had the Kirigakure village symbol engraved in a metal plate that was attached to the band. Mitatsu then looked right above his closet where he kept his ninja tools kit and grabbed his black shinobi pouch that held a veriety of weapons inside of it being Five Kunai, Five Shuriken, Three paperbombs, Three smoke bombs, and two custom made kunai with paper bombs wrapped around the handles of the kunai which if touched by any hard surface on the tip of the blade would ignight and explode three seconds upon contact. Mitatsu then attached the black shinobi pouch to the back of his black shinobi pants and then started in on his way to forfill his daily routine. Mitatsu then slowly began to stroll through the village of Kirigakure being in construction from the recent attack by the Kaguya clan Mitatsu strolled throug as the village members glared at him in a bit of fear but also uncertainty because of his heroic efforts in the fight against the Kaguya clan. Mitatsu then approached a sign that said Training feild Mitatsu wss about to go through his daily routine of training alone by killing animals and other things in the area to sharpen his abbillity to kill. He then walked and followed the signs that led to the training field and as he reached the training field he saw a large populations of birds on the ground glareing at them through the thick mist that surrounded the village Mitatsu looked on blood thirsty ready to take their own pathetic lives for his own personal intrest's. As they ate the bugs from the ground and the soil of the training field Mitatsu continued to glare at them in a bit of a stalking manner ready to engage his new targets.~   