Post by Light on Nov 28, 2013 8:37:08 GMT -5
A ninja somersaults backwards off the roof of a civilian house, seeming to enjoy the falling sensation as he maneuvers upright before his black sandals slap against the flat dirt that was waiting for him. He came to the same spot everyday, and everyday he would repeat that last action. It was different what he would do afterwards though. Sometimes he would just stand there and run and hand through his spikey raven hair and stare at the wall with heart wrenching eyes. Eyes the color of a bloody sunset. Then there were times he would just walk away.
It was normal for people to not know his name very much, it came with his position. Another ANBU might though, but he tried real hard to avoid his subordinates when he was off-duty. This time, Ookami decided that the crack in the wall was interesting enough to stuff his hands in his pockets and stare at it.
It was normal for people to not know his name very much, it came with his position. Another ANBU might though, but he tried real hard to avoid his subordinates when he was off-duty. This time, Ookami decided that the crack in the wall was interesting enough to stuff his hands in his pockets and stare at it.
