A Nice Day for Training [Private/Invite Only]

Things had definitely taken a turn for the worse, but not how one would necessarily expect it, and as a result Nōet found himself as an outsider looking in trying to find the right mindset to approach the matter of his concern. Having graduated Kirigakure's academy earlier on in the year alongside his "twin", Nōet had been left with more time on his hands than he truly knew what to do with. On one hand his time could be spent investing in the diplomatic aspect of his father's clan, much like his brother Mao was typically caught up in with upholding the legacy of the "Red Hawk", but then again he was nothing like either of them or any of his siblings for that matter. Thus, the other hand was chosen, one that grasped the reigns of his own path being led by his hearts desires. As of this day, laying on the soft earthen ground surrounded and immersed in nature simply staring up at the passing clouds, this was just enough to fill his hearts content.

"Huh?" Vocalizing his confusion, Nōet sat up rather abruptly in reaction to a series of chirping off in the distance.

It wasn't necessarily the sound of the birds that has risen Nōet, no this was something he rather invited, but instead a disturbance in an unseen force had been the cause. Assurance that his mind wasn't failing him came in the form of a small bird landing a top his dreads, its head digging amongst Nōet's dreads before coming up with one within its beak. A deep chuckle escaped the young shinobi as he lightly grasped it in his hands before rising to his full height.

"Although they may look like it, my locks aren't worms little one... Let's get you back to your parents..." Nōet spoke with his head on a swivel as he looked for a heading, yet no sooner had he did the bird started to chirp once more.

Listening intently, Nōet offered a simple "Ok" as if he could understand the bird before trekking forward. Most wouldn't understand the connection that he had with nature, there was no doubt in his mind that his siblings found it odd that he would rather hold a conversation with wildlife as opposed to a human being, but he neither cared nor paid it any mind until the day that it would be brought to his attention. The buzzing of insects and the loud croak of a bullfrog indicated that there was water near, but to the knowledge of Nōet's senses there was no sound of rushing water, that is until the sight of the pond came into view.

Accompanying the still body of water was a notably sized tree and at its first sight little bird flew off ahead of Nōet quickly becoming lost in a sea of leaves and allowing his focus to be shifted to the female individual at its base. A voice from above was familiar to his ears, but it wasn't until he stopped just three meters from the base of the tree did he realize who it had been.

"Tsuki..." Nōet would say whilst rummaging through his inner jacket pocket. "Nagata..." He would say upon finding the treat that brought just as much joy to the young shinobi's life as being in the presence of his family, Gummy Bears. Three were chosen at random, two of which were sent heading toward his siblings

"Hmph... Blue Coconut?... Someone must be troubled..." He'd say in between chews looking from the base of the tree where Tsuki sat and up on the branch where Nagata was perched.
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Having been raised outside of the traditional village system the thought of a life as a shinobi had never crossed Nōet's mind, his mother instilling in him a different perspective on life wherein hard work and dedication were held to a higher degree than natural born talent. Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard... even in the wake of her death her words continued to echo within her son's subconscious, so long as the embodiment of her ideals lived on he knew that he would never be without her. Nōet's sights had been set on Nagata and although his eyes may not be as special as those to come who stem from their father's lineage, he was still able to deduce an answer to the ever present question of: How did he come to get up there?.. Around the trunk of the tree signs of bark removal were indicated by streaks moving horizontally up toward the boys current location, this had been his tell, even so, the question that brought somewhat of smirk to the corners of Nōet's mouth was: How at his age?..

One, if not the youngest of "Red Hawk's" children, Nagata though stemming from a diffrent mother gave hope to his ideals. Much time would be invested in the boys development in the future, but the instincts of a big brother kicked in at the mention of Tsuki's troubles, thus shifting Nōet's attention once again.

"Dearest sister... You do realize who our father is, right?..." Although rhetorically asked, Nōet gave the momentary silence its full value to emphasize the truth behind what he had said and what was to come next, his eyes now straining to see across the stretch of the pond.

"The boys will never stay at rest with your beauty... Clearly, father's tantalizing traits and charm were passed down to you whether you like it out, but that shouldn't hinder nor make your education any less enjoyable..." Nōet said with a matter-of-fact tone, although rounding off with a bit of a chuckle before walking toward then off and on to the pond, a slight pivot turned him round facing his siblings once again.

"So, why not have a bit it fun with it, huh?.. Lure them near the waters edge, ya know?.. Mix in a smoke bomb or two and voila!.. Once they hit the water they'll be like crabs in a barrel, only the strongest will survive and less competition for you all in the end!.." Nōet's voice taking on a more sinister tone as he instructed his younger sibling.

At work within his body a trifecta of forces coexisted within Nōet: the physical, the spiritual, and the natural. Although each held their own purpose, for the act of walking on water his spiritual energies were summoned forth not so much that it became visible to the naked eye, but instead just enough that with it focused to the soles of his feet it permeated through the lining of his militaristic boots and acted as a membrane between himself and the surface of the water. Suimen Hokō no Gyō | Water Surface Walking Practice or in other words the Walk on Water Technique, was a generalized skill that had been taught by their father to Nōet in hopes of providing a deeper sense of focus during his "fits of rage", and although now was not an instance of such, in the back of his mind the ideals were present as he defied the natural order of the world with a display of the control that was exerted over his chakra. Overtime the skill had become second nature to Nōet, yet in the beginning he could reflect on a time when even he struggled and as a result needed to resort to bringing both hands together in the form of the Tiger hand seal. Father hated such a nuisance, and he would not be the cause for his disappointment.

"This technique... You've learned of it by now, correct?.." Nōet questioned Tsuki. His expectations were that by this point, nearing the end of her days at the academy, either their father or a teacher at the academy should have presented them with the challenge of learning it. If not then he would be forced to take it upon himself as their elder to teach it.

"As for you Nagata... Another method to getting up there in the event that you are without the aid of a shinobi tool is to simply walk, ya know?..." Another question rhetorically asked, although this time with a bit if a smile at unearthing his brother's talents. "Although slightly more difficult to master as opposed to climbing a tree due to having to constantly emit your chakra and then adjust in real time the weight differentiation that may occur, once you get the hang of this you'll notice how easily other acts of controlling your chakra become... " He finished saying before walking back toward the ponds edge.

Just as one could walk on water, so to could they climb the sides of buildings and walls and even up the trunk of the occasional tree, all of which a product of exercising control not only of oneself, but also of their chakra. The study of chakra in all of its forms had become something of a hobby for Nōet, so long as he was around he'd share bits of his knowledge if it meant aiding his family. He was after all, his brother's and sister's keeper, protector, and teacher.