Board Thread:Iwagakure Spars/@comment-24937485-20151214001935/@comment-27375402-20151214035801

The situation grew dangerous, a stranger from a foreign land had entered and the mask he wore kept the bystanders on edge, identifying the foreigner proved inconclusive, to strike a village directly was surely a delaration of war or a feigned one at that. The concept escaped the mind of the child however as his instinctive thoughts prioritised survival.

"Kill or be killed" he thought to himself, reaching for the pouch strapped to his right leg with his right arm whilst his left reached behind, towards the left most pouch residing alongside the other three at the rear end of his belt, panicked, he rushed to strap an explosive tag to the handle of a kunai, tucking the handle between his index and middle finger as the blade protruded outwards. His arm reeled back as he intended to throw the kunai between the arising pillars to strike the foreign shinobi.

"Oh no" the thought resonates within his mind as he proved far too slow and stepped backwards nervously as the chunk of rock remained and the anticipation kept him on guard, gritting his teeth as he awaited to discover the fate of the fox masked shinobi. Then the rock began crackling, shards sent outwards in a multitude of directions, the shinobi he entrusted to obscure his visual presence was sent flying towards the wall.

"AH!" Ryouta exclaimed as a rock came rushing towards him, fumbling his kunai as he threw it at the rock, as the blade embedded itself within the hard surface, a spark lit the tag alit, a brief moment later, the rock was engulfed in an explosion, the scattered pieces still however carried enough momentum to strike and harm him.

"Ouch" he spoke softly, gazing up at the sand shinobi who came out unscathed, leaving the unnamed shinobi retreating in a rather panicked state.

"Cowards" he judged the fleeing duo as he dropped to one knee, breathing slowly to draw in his chakra and maintain its form, the chakra coursing through his veins as he initiated with hand seals.

“Tori à Saru à Tatsu à   Hitsuji à U à Uhsi à Ne à I à Mi à Inu à Tora” he chanted, invoking each seals he made along with their accompanied hand signs, as if it helped him remember the order. His fingers pronged and his golden chakra seeped from his fingers and he placed them over the left pectoral, the location of his seal and his hand turns in a clockwise rotation.

"Tachikomeru no Jutsu" the written scripture around the seal stretched upwards towards his chin and down towards the midst of his forearm. A large tiger, double the size of Ryouta appeared, but its form consisting only of the golden chakra of Ryouta, the beast itself dispersed, yet a surrounding golden cloak encased Ryouta, matching the appearance of the beast. With little hesitation, the child inhaled deeply, chakra gathering within his mouth as he let out a roar, in response his chakra sent out a large wave of sound towards the foreigner, though it held the destructive power of a severe force rushing towards him.

