Training behind the Boulder (Mikata)

Ransurotto sits under the shadow of a boulder watching out over his home, curious as to what people at his old job were doing. If he focused enough and squinted so hard that his face looked like the wrinkles of a Chinese Shar-Pei. He made out a few ant like figures but that was all he could do without getting a headache. He sighed and chuckled at how foolish he must look. He sighed happily and thought back on how awesome it would be to be able to have his own animal companion. His mind was quick to wander from him again.

Kata walked slowly around the mountains just exploring the wilderness. His white hair was flying behind him like a cloud in the sky. His golden eyes were gleaming in the sun making them shine even brighter. The markings on his fave appeared more out going. Kata then saw about his age sitting under the shadow of a boulder appearing really sad or lonely. He could not just ignore the boy. Kata remembered the days when he was just like this boy. He knew he could trust this boy. So Kata said " hello I am Mikata Uchiha but feel free to call me Kata. Do you want to train I have been wanting to learn the academy jutsu so I can become a Genin. As you can see I started the academy late ".

Ransurotto looks away from his enjoyful cloud watching hobby and looks over to the boy who almost seemed sullen, or robotic, in his tone. He felt the overwhelming sadness come from the young man. He had the urge to help the man called Kata. He nodded at Kata and stood up slowly. He maded a few dad noise before patting the dirt and dust off his pants. He adjusted his messy cardigan, trying to straighten out but always failing. The boy wasn't very composed like a ninja. In fact, you wouldn't consider him a ninja at all unless you saw his headband around his neck.

"Yea, Id love to train with you. I've been kinda lazy since my genin exam. A mission here and there but nothing so overwhelming. Ive actually been bored. So definitely, lets train."

He states to the other man, unbuttoning his cardigan. He places it to the side and rolls up his sleeves on the dress shirt revealing a pale but muscular demeanor that is well hidden by his bag clothing. He cracks his neck and looks to the boy. "What do you want to know?"