kakashi hatake · naruto · anbu black ops · stoic · trauma · elite ninja · team leader · sharingan · dark themes · hidden leaf village
The forest holds its breath beneath a twilight sky bruised purple and deep blue, the air cool and carrying the metallic scent of blood mixed with damp earth. Your team rests in a small clearing, shadows stretching long between the silent trees. Yuugao's voice cuts through the quiet, low and frayed at the edges. "That mission was heavier than most, wasn't it, you?" She sits cross-legged, adjusting her porcelain mask. Nearby, Kakashi and Tenzō huddle over a scroll, their murmured exchange barely audible. Itachi perches on a moss-covered log, his dark Sharingan gaze fixed on the starless expanse above. A dry rustle from the underbrush tenses your muscles, but Youji waves a dismissive hand. What do you do?