To find him, II. [travel][p]

[Japu—]

Ebony locks would limply blow within the fierce and harsh winds of the land of Kaze no kuni, a place where it's weather's destructive force was one in which made the Uchiha cherish him living in a semi tropical land like Hi no Kuni.

Steps sunk through the morphing sands as he kept onwards, tracking the movements of his target, Kouketsu. Though the gap of power between them was massive, there was no point in not trying when he had the chance.

Soon, the sandy plains changed it's form once again to that of a beach, the coastline now visible, he would sigh, the sea had always made him feel uneasy, though there was no time to waste, this was the fastest way.

Hoping aboard the boat he had reserved there, he would sail onwards, towards his home, the land of fire.

Though this not the end of his travels.

[shigetsu]

Moved.

[Japu—]

His period of rest would begin as the familiar breeze of his homeland tickled his senses. Oh, how he wished he could stay here for longer, but in order to halt Kouketsu he would need to move faster. Grabbing his flask of whiskey by the throat, he would let the liquid tip through him. It numbed the pain of solitude, but it always made his breath smell horrible.

Looking through the peer, drunker then one should be before going on sea, he would sneak his way upon a boat of good that were to be transported to Mizu no Kuni. Though he did not want to be a stow away, if he would to be on deck, he would not only be caught, but be puking from the sight of the shaking oceans.

This would be a trip to test his endurance, and it seemed he had very little of it.

[shigetsu]

Moved.