How long had it been since Sojiro had taken the time to get out of the house? The thought occurred to him as he waved goodbye to his father while exiting the front door. He grunted a bit as he slipped into his shoes and grabbed his red bandana, tucking enough of it into his pocket so it would stay still while also showing the piece of metal showing the Sun Village Symbol. *A week?...* Had it really been that long? The youth flinched in the bright sunlight but his tanned skin glowed approvingly.
Sojiro grunted as he started to walk down the street with a slouch in his stance, hand slipping into his only free pocket as he walked down the street. He scanned houses as he strolled the streets, as well as the people and children that were on the streets. It was a pretty peaceful day,*Which sucks...* Sojiro mentally complained to himself, couldn't something go terribly wrong for once? As he adopted this thought process, his brows furrowed and his face adopted a more annoyed look. Soon he was daydreaming about something awesome happening where he could show off his skills as a shinobi, gaze falling to the skies as he strolled along.
Sojiro grunted as he started to walk down the street with a slouch in his stance, hand slipping into his only free pocket as he walked down the street. He scanned houses as he strolled the streets, as well as the people and children that were on the streets. It was a pretty peaceful day,*Which sucks...* Sojiro mentally complained to himself, couldn't something go terribly wrong for once? As he adopted this thought process, his brows furrowed and his face adopted a more annoyed look. Soon he was daydreaming about something awesome happening where he could show off his skills as a shinobi, gaze falling to the skies as he strolled along.