Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-34754862-20161224073508/@comment-24714922-20161224075550

The early bird gets the worm and today was no different. Takahiro was out of bed by 6am. Fully dressed in his tight fitting black tank top, standard issue shinobi pants and ninja tabi, Fed, Showered and stretched off by 6:30am. And finally arriving at the training grounds after a 20 minute run arriving at 6:50am. He'd taken a detour to extend his run so he could make sure he was fully awake. Only the most dedicated were up this early and it meant that the streets were almost abandoned at this hour. As Takahiro entered the grounds he'd see the tell tale signs of a jutsu he recognised. Large amounts of water and slightly bent trees. ''Myoo must be here? Awesome!''

As Taka approached the source of the water he spotted his friend and rival Myoo Hozuki. He would jog over and wave "YO, Myoo, up bright and early I see" he would stop just beside him and pat his friend on the back "You're getting there! The wave seems like it must have been bigger than any from last time" He would grin "Here lemme have a go, I think I know how to get the size of the jutsu to be perfect, well sorta" He would take up a redy position and make the Horse seal, breathing in and finally exhaling a huge torrent of fire that engulfed the area where his water once was. The torrent of fire was noticably larger than it was the other day a sign that he was improving rapidly.