Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-26510601-20160420201150/@comment-30575150-20161204100725

-By the time Naraku realized it, it was already too late. ‘It’ being the congestion the three rookie shinobi made on a single frail branch. The combined weight of the three was enough to force the branch to splinter and soon after fall releasing like vomit the shinobi novice content. Naraku felt his heart skip a beat as his beloved Cluckmaru went to sacrifice it’s noble life only for Ranta to spare him with saintly goodness. Yet for a moment Naraku wished the poultry dead  as in its place his sensei would sacrifice his arm and as a Shinobi he had failed his teacher, the weight of his failure would need to be reflected later as the tiger became soothed and docile granting the opportunity to observe it and restrain.

“Let me see.” Naraku cradled Cluckmaru as he bent over and examined the wound, having limited medical knowledge he couldn’t say much “If you want to help this tiger it’d be best we get something to clean these wounds with.” He spoke in matter fact tone restraining himself from beating the fallen beast for defiling his honored teacher. “Though I think our primary goal is to get Sensei somewhere safe and get a cage for this tiger.” He spoke with endearment for his beloved teacher but his tone grew grim and cold as it reached the topic of the tiger. As if Cluckmaru was an infant Naraku would cradle him “I think we’ll need to be on guard, someone of shinobi prowess equal and or superior to our own was hunting this beasty.” Naraku stroked the blood stained plumage of his beloved poultry.

"Do you think we should restrain it?" He wasn't sure if he was being biased or correct thus he brought the topic to a vote he himself on the side of the restraining team.-