Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30271674-20161128225244

Little rays of light began to dance upon the brook that passed through dark woods. Across from it was a tent, its opening flanked by many simple spears that were coated in the fleshy remains of fish and other small animals. Vicious eyes looked out, glowing with a fervor and intensity; desire and temptation culminating into this one aspect of some selfish greed. Slowly the gaze shifted, rising higher as the Giant from within stepped out.

His hands were covered in bandages, the young Akimichi lifted one of his large hands to properly position his happuri in place while beginning his walk. Ieyasu leapt over the stream in front of him and brought his hand down from his face before continuing. There was prey to hunt, and Ieyasu had spent the whole night ready for this one moment.

The look before slowly faded, although the pace of his heart remained the same as he struggled to reach in and out of his emotional pool. Yesterday, he came up with the idea of some way in which to control and inhibit his anger so that he didn't lash out like he had been doing over the past month or so. Now, it was time to practice and commit to such an idea to make it reality.

It was a short walk until the point Ieyasu reached where he wanted, the terrifying sight of before. There before him were the crushed bones and little bits of flesh of a gargantuan creature that had been slain by another in this very spot. Ieyasu's heart wavered slightly in the face of this, knowing it was a fresh kill from only just yesterday. The footprints of before were beginning to settle, but still plainly obvious given their unique appearance and impressive size: Not hard work at all to someone who isn't in this line of work. 