Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20160312150517/@comment-27375402-20160312155425

Stumbling out of the house, the blonde Genin prepared for his daily training, crackling his neck slightly before breaking to dashing towards the training field, the bright vivid colouring of the sky as the sun steadily began its ascension was somewhat appealing to the Konoha shinobi. The Academy kids running around the streets wildly dashing in a wild pace in the direction which they seemingly passing the Genin’s destination, observing the trio of children, making fun of the other Genin, he knew not of the context of the situation but he understood the irritation of having your training interrupted.

“Oi, kids, get out of here” the boy said with a waving head towards the children, gesturing them away with an expression intended to frighten the children and as they scurry off in their waddle of a walk and their tongues stuck out in defiance. Sighing in relief that the children were more compliant than usual, Ryouta continued into the training area, though to his surprise, the boy were there laying down, confused as to the method of training he strides off to the side, minding his own business and tending to his own training.

Closing his eyes, he imagines the cloak of his Zodiac spirit, pulsating his chakra through the entirety of his body before a dim glow arose, slowly flickering here and there, disappearing and reappearing almost instantaneously. Grumbling in discontent, he seats himself on the grassy field beneath him, meditating and continuing to recreate the makeshift cloak every so often though it dispersed. Frustration became more and more evident with the childish muttering that followed promptly.