Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25213565-20160427202652/@comment-28238325-20160427210327

Her heeled boots paced themselves evenly one after the other as she approached the field and it’s water. Another day in the mighty land of the leaf and this was was just very pleasant. It was perfect for some casual roaming and some practice and thus far that was the intentions of the young Inuzuka and her ninken emerging from nearby brush. Pigment-less eyes surveyed all before her and immediately took notice of an older Shinobi diligently training on the water. Of course back about five yards or so she’d picked up on his scent and the sound of his movements but she hadn’t imagined he’d display such exemplary skill…she had half the mind to join him but it appeared she’d be more of a drag down than a partner.

“Yap!”

The bundle of fur tucked safely in the neckline of her black gold trimmed jacket betrayed her moment of thoughts whether to leave without making herself known. Miki’s beady eyes leered forth taking in every aspect of the man and again she called out so as to announce that they were there.

“Yap Yap!”

“Miki…”

She warned the pup, they’d interrupt him and that was rude. Her bout with an Anbu earlier in the month had absolutely educated her that to barge in on an elder ninja’s regimen most likely led to being nearly obliterated. Though..he didn’t seem hostile, infact there was a totally different smell coming off this guy. It was appealing and it didn’t repel her or force caution. Maybe he was friendly, or her nose was on the fritz.

“..Sorry, Hi! Uhh…Inuzuka Aki and Miki. Didn’t mean to bug you.”

She apologized quickly with a smirk playing with her lips. Just above them boasted the markings all her kind wore on their cheeks just below their eyes. They were almost as red as her chemically treated hair which fell down her shoulder and her back at her left held back by a plain black band to keep messy bangs at bay. Below her torso a crimson fabric sheltered an obsidian skirt and fish net leggings. For a minute she pondered if maybe this man had something to offer her..The chunin exams would be coming up soon no doubt and she really needed to be ready. Her Sensei could teach her anything she wanted to know but her father had often implored her to try to learn from others as well and as much as possible. Every person had something to teach you was what he would preach. By the visuals it appeared he was very talented in Taijutsu and the way of the physical strike. This was imperative for her clan being that most of their patterns of attack focused on the importance of hand to hand combat.

“..Nice day huh? You’re really good.."