Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27960448-20160321040744/@comment-27960448-20160321055302

Mizumi had injured his father? He really was horrible at this and it was slightly getting to him. But, his father didn't show the same dissapointment in him that he showed in himself so that inspired him to go forward with it. He kept pushing himself no matter how hard it seemed to get. He had the gust down, he could easily create the wind from nothing, not even a handsign really, but he had trouble controlling it; a lot of trouble. Basically its all about creating a focused vacuum pocket that can easily distrubute wind chakra equally among objects to increase the oncoming speed of them towards a given target. He had to get it down. He tried to think of ways and tactics, anything really to get him to get it right, but nothing specific came to mind so he had to just keep trying. He tried for the next hour or so, over and over again, his father taking a few steps back and watching carefully just in case he had to dodge. Mizumi however, began to pant, growing tired and realizing that this was really taking a toll on him. He decided to try something new to try and refresh his ability somewhat. He reached into his ninja pouch though instead of drawing a shuriken, he instead drew one kunai, and immediately placed his finger through the loop at the end of its handle. He swung it around once before clasping it tightly, dropping the shuriken that he already had in his hand, to prepare himself for the next step. He threw the kunai, straight this time as opposed to shuriken which spun, and he clasped his hands together. Focusing the wind chakra around him, leaves began to swirl around his feet, before a gust was sent forward that threw the kunai even faster towards the tree, but slightly threw it off path.

"I'm getting there. I really am, I know I am!"

His father simply nodded in response, seeing the acute progress he was making by the hours.