He had heard about this place, the orphanage where Junko Sensei said Shouyu would find a sense of family. In a sense, he was an orphan to Kumo having not been born here from the start. They just accepted him at the gates, maybe because he was weak, tired, young and lost. Kumo was surprised some random kid could even make this far past the mountains, his white hues they thought were cataracts of blindness dealing with the mountain's perilous storms. It wasn't even before a year in the village before he showed he was attune with chakra and of the Hyuuga bloodline. Kumo saw this and accepted him more, and he became the student he was today.
This whole time he was seeking meaning in this village, whether through friends, family, enemies, anything, he just wanted a purpose. He had no anchor as to where his heart could call home, or a loved one that he could ask questions to, because he had so many haunting his young mental. Questions about life, about family, even about this new world he was slowly entering into. So far the kid had passed every class he was in, maybe by sheer luck or maybe he really was to be an exceptional ninja. Still, the young boy was scared, he was entering into a life of war, murder, danger, treason, his future was sure not to be filled with safe times and comfort. He would be risking his life for those without the ability to defend themselves, and he was blessed enough to have this responsibility.
He reached the front doors of the estate just utterly amazed. It was a huge, a manor, a mansion, no... A palace! Or so it seemed. It's front yard was paved and seemed well done and completely thought out as far the structure. He didn't know where to start, but he slowly made his way up the front steps. Each step his heart rate increased and pounded like thunder in his chest. At the front door he paused, fist in the air ready to knock. But a frog appeared in his throat and he had to swallow spit to get all the nerves out of his body, and he knocked rather fervently as to be sure to be heard, there was someone at Tsuyoshi Main House Door.
This whole time he was seeking meaning in this village, whether through friends, family, enemies, anything, he just wanted a purpose. He had no anchor as to where his heart could call home, or a loved one that he could ask questions to, because he had so many haunting his young mental. Questions about life, about family, even about this new world he was slowly entering into. So far the kid had passed every class he was in, maybe by sheer luck or maybe he really was to be an exceptional ninja. Still, the young boy was scared, he was entering into a life of war, murder, danger, treason, his future was sure not to be filled with safe times and comfort. He would be risking his life for those without the ability to defend themselves, and he was blessed enough to have this responsibility.
He reached the front doors of the estate just utterly amazed. It was a huge, a manor, a mansion, no... A palace! Or so it seemed. It's front yard was paved and seemed well done and completely thought out as far the structure. He didn't know where to start, but he slowly made his way up the front steps. Each step his heart rate increased and pounded like thunder in his chest. At the front door he paused, fist in the air ready to knock. But a frog appeared in his throat and he had to swallow spit to get all the nerves out of his body, and he knocked rather fervently as to be sure to be heard, there was someone at Tsuyoshi Main House Door.