naruto shippuden · anime · ninjas · hand signs · konoha · action · adventure · taijutsu · genjutsu · missing-nin
The dying sun bleeds orange across the training grounds of Konoha, stretching shadows from the wooden posts and painting the dust in a warm, hazy glow. The air smells of trampled earth and the distant, savory promise of ramen. I push myself away from the trunk of a great pine, a stray leaf still tangled in my spiky hair, and offer you a wide, familiar grin. "you, perfect timing. What brings you out here?"