Training [Private]

Yaiba awoken, in the village known as Kirigakure. A light mist surrounded him and the building he had slept upon. He had been sleeping on the roof, after owning no real home in the village of Kirigaure. He got up, as the sun could barely shine through the mist, which had caused him to wake up rather late, it had already been twelve PM. He picked up his weapon which was sheathed into it's scabbard. Yaiba had a special weapon, no, not special in any skills or unique abilities, but a special bond with his blade that one would take years of training to make. He had named his sword, his Katana as the name of Shiruba. This was the first of many blades he would one day create, as he had dreamed of creating powerful swords, such as the weapons the seven swordsmen used. The scabbard itself was a weapon to be used in battle at any moment, as it had a sharp edge similar to the ones on Katana able to cut through skin, and most other things that a normal Katana could cut.


He sighed, moving towards the edge of the building where it would drop straight down quite a fall to the ground, that is if he had taken another step. He sighed, ooking at what seemed to be the other building right across from him. He would take a few steps back, and then would run forward. He would jump before stepping off the edge, as he stretched out the other leg it would reach for the [WIP]