Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-30582303-20170418025331/@comment-26021384-20170418052939

Aramaki Nara, sme old curmudgeon belonging to the Nara clan with a tactiturn outlook toward his fellow clansmen and the issue of the young shinobi today, had followed a distant relative out of the compound. Hearing the words 'train' and 'out', Aramaki decided it was best to follow the young kid and see what was up. Tying a bandana around his head to keep the bald spot safe from the sun, Aramaki walked out of the house in civilian clothing, yet with physique that spoke of his years as a shinobi.

Aramaki watched from a distance, before approaching the moment those shadows broke on his young relative's jutsu. "Wrong. You can do it easy. You're a Nara. Nara are supposed to be strong willed and quick minded." He spouted his usual rhetoric of how the Nara were the ones who could be the largest pool of known jutsu if they just applied themselves! He stood there, watching Alwin with a stern look on his face, "Do it again. This time better." He clacked his cane hard against the ground, not above using it on his younger relative to show he meant business