Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161211052603/@comment-30575150-20161211054805

-As she began her fancy footwork Naraku would raise the game by a level as he raised his footing and was dancing beyond sight as he skidded from tree top to tree top using his chakra control to keep him balanced as he trotted beyond what she could see from over her shoulder. “Naraku smash!” He cackled like a witch as he began to form the tiger hand seal and watching as the liquid in the air pooled together to make three solid water clones. Each in the image of Naraku down to the paleness of his eyes, mimicking even the bright blueness of his eyes, and all the way down to how his golden mane shines in the day light.



“You’re about to see something cool, believe it!” From his topside journeys on tree tops he would have his clones descend towards her in a triangle formation and begin to chase her like starved dogs after the cuts of meat left by the butcher we call life. In a frenzy they sought the bloodline witch and all which she is. You could say Naraku was addicted to the struggle she gives, the defiance she embodies, and the fierceness she adorns by resisting the struggle around her with speed and force admirable to the young shinobi. She is what Naraku would define as a true Shinobi of Konoha. She showed such brilliance and left him awestruck with how brightly her flame stills shine despite the darkness that has loomed over her. As he thought of these things he let his clones continue the chase as he rested atop a tree hidden from view as he awaited the opportune moment to strike at the kunoichi again.-