Post by KyuubiYeah on Aug 31, 2007 15:34:04 GMT -5
S'pose shippuuden.)
Blood.
The first thing he felt under the aching, dry skin on his hands, the cuts tensing in pain as he scanned over the dirt mixed with blood beneath his palm. His fingers and thumb formed into a tight fist and he clenched his hand, slowly blinking back into conciousness. The light of the sky burst into view, causing the blonde to squint and raise one wounded arm over his head, the red liquid falling down through air and hitting him on the head.
A thick mist shrouded the area around him, trees and plants mere shadows, the chirping birds seemed all around him, and the confusion of where he mingled with searing pain. He leaned forwards, yellow hair flicking dirt from the ground forwards. He was somewhere in the mist village, where he had been assigned a mission from Konoha. The scrolls were safely attached to his back, the enemies gone, but he was hurt badly from their ambush.
He had been transporting the two green and purple scrolls to the mist village, both were highly important. Theives from all over were watching him, and finally decided to strike. The kyuubi had healed most of his wounds which were life threatening.
He sat there, not moving. He would wait until there was some others he could tag along with.
Blood.
The first thing he felt under the aching, dry skin on his hands, the cuts tensing in pain as he scanned over the dirt mixed with blood beneath his palm. His fingers and thumb formed into a tight fist and he clenched his hand, slowly blinking back into conciousness. The light of the sky burst into view, causing the blonde to squint and raise one wounded arm over his head, the red liquid falling down through air and hitting him on the head.
A thick mist shrouded the area around him, trees and plants mere shadows, the chirping birds seemed all around him, and the confusion of where he mingled with searing pain. He leaned forwards, yellow hair flicking dirt from the ground forwards. He was somewhere in the mist village, where he had been assigned a mission from Konoha. The scrolls were safely attached to his back, the enemies gone, but he was hurt badly from their ambush.
He had been transporting the two green and purple scrolls to the mist village, both were highly important. Theives from all over were watching him, and finally decided to strike. The kyuubi had healed most of his wounds which were life threatening.
He sat there, not moving. He would wait until there was some others he could tag along with.
