- Mission Details:
Name: Tracks in the Snow
Participants: Moon Village, Sun Village, Missing Ninja
Type: Plot Mission
Solo: 20 EXP
Group: 25 EXP, 20 Ryo
Details: Trackers and hunters up in the Kellen Mountain Range have started to find massive tracks, foot prints of a creature to large to be any normal animal. They tracks occasionally come down into the plains, but always return up into the snowy mountains. No one quite knows what these tracks are, but whoever made them is big, and fast. Shinobi are being sent up into the mountains to locate these tracks and hopefully identify what has been making them. (You can not find the actually culprit in these missions, just the tracks)
Solo must make a 600 word post.
Group- Each person must post at least once, with a 500 word post."]
"Well... Not completely alone, huh buddy?" Kenji asked his puppet companion, the only thing that has ever stayed by his side even after the damages it sustained. Even if it was shattered in millions of pieces, puppets could always be rebuilt, could always return, could never leave him. Kenji only sighed as the howling of the wind was the only sound he could hear in response to his question. To say his puppet was his only companion wasn't far from the truth, it was really the only thing Kenji could even consider to be a friend, even if it was an inanimate object that didn't talk back. He at least could pretend it was alive and listening to him talk about his bad day or about his fears or anything that sprang to mind. It was his only way to cope with the loneliness he felt throughout his life.
Kenji wasn't even paying much attention to his surroundings as he went through the mountains, he didn't really care about what could be making these tracks, he didn't really care about anything. He could hardly even find a reason to get out bed in the morning, so why would he care about mysteries he'd never solve? People he'd never see again? People who will only leave him in the end? Kenji begun to brink away the tears slowly building up, he couldn't do it now. He'd still need to meet up with the others when it was said and done. Reaching into his pocket, the one eyed shinobi took a candy stick and placed it in his mouth the cherry flavor bringing him back to a better time.
His mother always used to buy him these things when she went out to the nearby shop, it was his favorite snack even back when he was little. Any time he had a bad day, his mother would go give him one, even to this day Kenji has no idea where she hid the seemingly unlimited supply of the candy sticks but it always served to make him feel at least a little bit better. He always thought he was manly for "smoking" the candy sticks, most kids his age just ate the candy sticks but Kenji wanted to be something like his father, a frequent smoker so of course Kenji picked up his own "smoking" habit and would happily pretend to just "smoke" the cherry flavored stick.
Kenji let out a soft sigh as he shook his mind from the memories, he needed to get his bearings and focus once more. The only thing he could think to do to get himself out of his own mind was to meet back with the others, he couldn't bear this loneliness any longer. This loneliness was always the worst, at least with others he could pretend they wouldn't leave him, even if it was only for a little while. As for the mission? Well, he'll simply have to tell them he found nothing.