Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27960448-20160319213303/@comment-27960448-20160319215124

He strapped his bookbag over his shoulder, in fear and wonder of where today's events would lead him. He was no longer the small, innocent child his mother protected. He wasn't even the small, senseless child that his brother picked fights with. He was smart, and had realized that he had to become a different person in order to further his understanding of the Shinobi World, and to become as great as he wanted to become. He was already dressed, ready, and fit for any and everything that possibly could have come his way. This type of training was stupid, literally, stupid. Idiotic, dumb in every way it could possibly be because he was walking in blind. He wasn't one to appropriately go on missions and stack up his databook, he instead searched for secret sources of power, along with throwing himself in unknown  danger to make himself stronger. This tactics were unreliable, and they could lead to his death but it was well, well worth it. Today, he'd go into a cave. Yes, a simple cave. He didn't know where the cave led, or what monsters crept inside, but he told himself that it was right for him to just go deep inside and throw danger onto himself. His fear could be smelt on his skin, consuming the majority of his scent with the want and need to return home, to return to safety. But instead, he stood on the outskirts of Kirigakure high into the Mountains of Thickened mist. The mountains were extremely small as far as height, but carried a massive range all throughout the collection of islands in Water Country. He had a bookbag on his back, a pouch for his water, and his normal pouches which contained his ninja tools. With fearful eyes he looked into the looming dark, standing before a massive cave entrance, probably the largest nature-made whole in the known Shinobi world. The tunnel was looked as if it was carved my a creature's body. Moving throughout the rocks forcefully.