I thought that would never end.
Ena emerged from the stale classroom into open air. The day was warm; too warm to be considered beautiful unless you were visiting the beach. Where's the closest beach? It was a good question. Ena had no clue. Oh well. There was only a few hours of free time before his mom would expect him home. He would use it to practice his throws.
He didn't have to stroll far before finding an adequate area to practice. Before him was a small grassy area with a number of trees, like a small park close to the school. Classes were sometimes brought here for demonstrations, but it was rarely used by students on their own. There was no one here now. Ena preferred it that way.
He lined up a short distance from the best tree. It was deemed to be the best tree by Ena for it's width and a very noticeable knot around head high that would serve as the target. Ena knelt down, dropping his bag on the ground and rummaging through it for his practice kunai. He had five, but for whatever reason, could only find four in the bag. Did he lose one? Leave it at home? Four would have to do. He took them out and zipped his bag closed before taking a few steps away to fall into his stance. He held all four practice kunai in his hands. They were deemed practice kunai for being a little lighter and a little smaller than normal, making them easier to throw for students. He would graduate to the real thing when he was ready. Ena locked his eyes onto the knot of the tree, and threw all four.
Not a single one hit the knot, or the tree at all for the matter. One of them went nearly ninety degrees to the left into the branches of another tree. Maybe that's how I lost the other. The others just landed on the ground thirty feet behind his target. Ena held his stance for a split second, then quickly glanced around to make sure no one was watching. It seemed like the coast was clear.
Maybe I just won't practice today. I'm gonna be a ninjutsu specialist anyway. It's much more cool just to shoot fire out of your hands like, that would be awesome.
As he started walking to retrieve the thrown daggers, he dreamed of throwing a the biggest fireball anyone has ever seen.
[MFT]
[WC: 416]
Ena emerged from the stale classroom into open air. The day was warm; too warm to be considered beautiful unless you were visiting the beach. Where's the closest beach? It was a good question. Ena had no clue. Oh well. There was only a few hours of free time before his mom would expect him home. He would use it to practice his throws.
He didn't have to stroll far before finding an adequate area to practice. Before him was a small grassy area with a number of trees, like a small park close to the school. Classes were sometimes brought here for demonstrations, but it was rarely used by students on their own. There was no one here now. Ena preferred it that way.
He lined up a short distance from the best tree. It was deemed to be the best tree by Ena for it's width and a very noticeable knot around head high that would serve as the target. Ena knelt down, dropping his bag on the ground and rummaging through it for his practice kunai. He had five, but for whatever reason, could only find four in the bag. Did he lose one? Leave it at home? Four would have to do. He took them out and zipped his bag closed before taking a few steps away to fall into his stance. He held all four practice kunai in his hands. They were deemed practice kunai for being a little lighter and a little smaller than normal, making them easier to throw for students. He would graduate to the real thing when he was ready. Ena locked his eyes onto the knot of the tree, and threw all four.
Not a single one hit the knot, or the tree at all for the matter. One of them went nearly ninety degrees to the left into the branches of another tree. Maybe that's how I lost the other. The others just landed on the ground thirty feet behind his target. Ena held his stance for a split second, then quickly glanced around to make sure no one was watching. It seemed like the coast was clear.
Maybe I just won't practice today. I'm gonna be a ninjutsu specialist anyway. It's much more cool just to shoot fire out of your hands like, that would be awesome.
As he started walking to retrieve the thrown daggers, he dreamed of throwing a the biggest fireball anyone has ever seen.
[MFT]
[WC: 416]