Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27375402-20160317054443/@comment-27375402-20160317060257

The day had just begun and as per usual the child had awoken just as the sun had begun to rise, the sky beaming with a light pink, orange colour and gazing back at his clock the boy noted that he had awoken earlier than usual, it was 5:45 am and the child seemed to blink profusely whilst pondering what he was doing up at this time. Though given his circumstances he merely accepted it as an opportunity to capitalise on the day before donning his usual training attire, smiling wide as he stared his reflection down in the mirror.

“I have to master it eventually” the child spoke to himself, oddly, this was quite unlike him, for his thoughts to come out of his mouth as it did, perhaps it was the grogginess from having recently woken up, he then shook his head furiously for but a moment in order to attain his misplaced composure. The boy had been studying the entire night on a scroll in regards to chakra flow, hoping to pass his chakra nature through his weapon one day and hoped to complete his training by today.

Nodding to himself as resolve procured his eyes, the boy began ensuring everything was worn tightly, tying the shoelaces of the sneakers upon both feet, tightening the strap his pouch was attached to onto the left leg of his particularly long shorts which would end a slight bit beneath his knees, tightening the belt worn across his waist so the twin pouches behind it were less likely to fall. The child smile before slipping on his favoured white shirt, decorated with a pattern slightly noticeable due to its creamy white colour which barely stood out before donning a black vest with his clan symbol upon its back.

After ensuring his clothes were on, he stepped towards the door with a sense of unease that perhaps he were missing something, as his hand grasped the knob of his door he came to realise he was missing a pouch and the headband granted upon his graduation from the Academy. The boy merely chuckles before turning back around to grasp either end of his headband, double knotting it behind his neck, slightly tight but loose enough for it to hang slightly down his neck, then retrieving the missing pouch and strapping it onto the sleeve of his white shirt.

Gazing back into the mirror, the child grinned at the sight of himself, excited for what the day had yet to yield, he made his way down the street as young Academy students began to dash past him, a few mischievous youngsters recognise the blonde child from an occurrence prior as they turned to stick their tongues out at him before continuing on their way to their classes. The Genin merely pouted childishly with an expression of anger, the sudden urge to pursue the children soon diminished as he approached the training grounds.

Standing amidst the field, the boy withdrew 2 kunai into either hand before spreading his feet apart, each hand gripping a kunai whilst stretching them forth, the right arm lingering above the left with the blades of the kunai pointing outwards opposite one another. With shut eyes, the child began to focus on the circuitry of his chakra, pushing what he could to either hand before concentrating on placing the chakra into his kunai.

A slight golden spark began to emanate from both blades and as the boy opens his eyes to relish in his triumph, it disappeared instantly. ‘So close’ the boy thought to himself before hanging his head disappointingly exhuming a sigh to match what he had felt, disappointment.