Time to Go Home [Travel]

[Thunder Over the Falls]

Hiroki approached the docks absolutely tired. He seemed just overall down in the dumps - the exam took a toll on him. The whole thing was a blur after being told he had to kill his fellow waterfall ninja in order to pass, and he couldn't really remember what happened. The boy forced himself to smile and be cordial with the harbormaster as he booked passage back to the mainland. After a bit of waiting, he walked onto a boat bound for the Land of Fire - it was time to go home.

((Move to Land of Fire))

[Thunder Over the Falls]

OOC: Thank ya Roy


Hiroki spent most of the time on the boat just thinking about the whole situation. The exam was...unique. That's the only word he could think of to describe it. No matter what though, he came back a better ninja because of it. He honestly didn't know what the future was going to hold for him. His musings took him the whole boat ride, he almost didn't notice the movement around him stop until others got up and left. He blinked, laughing it off to head out. The port on the gulf of fire was where he left from now.

He reached into his butt-bag to look at his map, and getting bearings he started on his way. Alone he moved quickly - sticking to the trees to avoid any encounters on the road as he went along. When he had traveled a decent distance Hiro stopped to grab a knife and use his kunai compass technique in order to get a bearing once more and head back toward Waterfall Country. The forests of the fire country started to become more lush and more wet as he got closer and closer to home.

((Move to Land of the Waterfall))

[KoKoKo]

on it

[Thunder Over the Falls]

Hiro felt more and more comfortable as he crossed the Fire/Waterfall border. These trees and the climate was becoming more and more familiar to him. He still remained in the trees, stopping every now and then to check his compass and make sure he knew precisely where he was going. He hadn't died, so that was a triumphant enough return for him. Hiroki only hoped that the others would make it home safely as well. The landscape turned from just trees to trees and waterfalls, the familiar sound of roaring water welcoming to his ears indeed.

"Finally home" he muttered to himself, headed toward the village gates.

[Exit to Country]