Ichinawae Estate [Open]

[Ichiro™]

An open field that had stretched on for quite a couple decent miles had been discovered fairly easily under the bright sky of Iwa by the silver haired young shinobi no more than twenty minutes prior to him waking. With sure and light steps he continued on in just a bit of wonder, a small curve perching upon his lips and the silver orbs in his head peering into the distance - all dry land with barely a touch of grass or water even. It seemed he awaken in a dear blissful mood this more, eh? To the one known as Shenji this was nothing special considering the mixed personality he'd been gifted and eventually shaped during the golden times wandering with the two sincerely important beings he in fact never forger - not a single day in his pure life. The dirt crunching beneath his feet with each step would soon grow silent as he brought himself to a complete stop smack in the center of this new field he'd found... Not a single thing could be found but the water ridden grounds beneath him and though it was considered his Estate this place in fact had no sign of "home" or "hospitality" he would've preferred. It would come down to the fact that this dry open space would become a place he'd learned to find the desire of honing his skil, his expertise. Agh, good riddance... good riddance it was.

The smile on his face would soon fall from his lips and the thoughts that had welled within his mind would begin to shift his mood. Not to a place of foul. Not to a place where he'd find himself uncomfortable but to the thought that there was still more training to do in this short lived life of his. There WAS considerably nothing else he'd cared to do right now but make his parents proud and continue to forge his own future and sure enough there was no other way for him to do this without attaining an abundance more skill; a couple more notches in his not-so-long belt. His feet now firmly placed beneath him shoulders' width apart, his chest would lift as his lungs filled with the air pulled through his barely parted lips - his eyelids falling to obscure the silver orbs he'd been gifted from the day of his miraculous birth. Before long the air taken in would then be released back unto the world around him. A deep breath for helping his mid run free once more before his eyes would open once more and the slightest of a breeze knocked his hair from his face. From the heavens had sunlight fallen to him shedding light on what had been the very "birth marks" sitting atop each cheek - things he just couldn't forget. Through trial and error his scars had made him the destined shinobi he needed to be and before long, he would become such as an exponentially gifted Iwa shinobi.

Here he stood, a scar laying across his right shoulder and the front end of his shorts pressing up against his legs for no more than a few shorts seconds. The breeze met would dissipate and the air once again would feel as dry as it ever had. This was of course something he'd grown used to living in such a land. What exactly was there for him to complain about? Now, he was merely taking in a fresh new day and the smells - the feels - the idea of being here for a few moments. There was no rush for him to make any sudden moves or make any pure long lasting decisions just yet. Regardless of all this he was ready to do such a thing whether it had been leaving his homeland for a while or merely going back to his actual estate and stuffing his face with junk. Eh this really wasn't the time for such a thing and this he could feel in the very depths of his bones. Shenji's hair would fall still once more for the moments of rolling air of course had died. He'd begun to question himself though he had the idea of what he wanted to do and what he actually needed to do. It seemed as though without being forced to do such things by his elders that he'd come to a crossroad and didn't quite muster the strength of mind to more another step forward. Yet the idea of his Mother showing her face here at such an early hour would bring his brows to fall just a bit - his face blank. His right palm twisting toward the sun for a bare moment as he lifted an arm to rest up against his forehead with a slight smack, "You've got to be kidding me..." he'd speak as if something disappointed him and indeed something had.

Why should someone need to force him to continue his growth? That was no way for a future Elite to behave. Considering himself such was foolish if he couldn't even find the will to push himself down one of these mysterious paths at the fork in the road that laid in his mind. There was a need for him to do better for his home... for himself... for the people that had given him life. So why was it he'd found himself so confused or stuck rather? The boy's hand would fall back to his side with a swing as as head fell, chin buried in his chest and for but a moment his eyes falling shut. Shenji was sure to lose it had he not made a decision soon but it was like him to be overly anad uncontrollably indecisive. It was sure to wear off within a few self reflecting moments. A gasp would find its way through his system and expel itself from his lips as he brought his hips just a bit lower allowing his knees to bend in as he twisted his body. A hand behind his back with a clenched fist and the other still resting at his side as if he'd still been lazy holding himself from completing a stance. This was sure not to work if he couldn't bring himself to get ready for what was coming. Lord knows he was intimidated at not being at the ready when one of his destructive yet loving parents revealed their presence here with him.

It was only a matter of time before the frustration that began welling within him would pour out and such was what he yearned to prevent... It was apparently far too early for such in his eyes, "I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YET!" his voice rolled through the distance with a bare echo following as he tossed his head back and lifted both hands to either side of his head.