Current Ninjutsu tier: A1.
Word Count: 535
This should progress Roku to A2.
Slowly, Roku exited his tent in the deep forest below the mountain which his home village, Kumogakure was perched upon. It was early morning, a few hours before sunrise. The air was frigid because of the depth of the valley he was in, in addition to the fact that the sun would only rise about an hour before midday because of the altitude of the terrain surrounding him. As he pulled his sneakers on, Roku hobbled over to a pouch he had tied up and hung from a tree the night before so as to prevent animals raiding it and pulled out a few strips of pork jerky.
Roku shoved them, wrapped in cloth, in the left pocket of his black sweat pants and reached back in his tent to grab his grey cotton t-shirt, dawning it while walking toward a clearing. He knew this forest quite well because it was where he conducted all of his training. As he trekked he paid close attention to the small amount of activity in the forest, probably attributed to the cold and darkness. After a few short moments, Roku arrived at the clearing he had set as his destination. Around him were trees, charred on some sides because of his training the previous days.
Roku now took the first step to his training, or, more accurately, attaining a bit of comfort. He performed hand seals that would normally constitute the Fire Release: Great Fireball technique, though he never actually let the technique release from his mouth into its given form. He, instead, controlled the chakra as he threaded it from the pit of his stomach throughout his body and immediately felt a sense of relief as his goosebumps receded and his body began to warm because of the Fire Release chakra. He kept this process up, repeating it for a few minutes untill his body was of a comfortable temperature.
For much of the hours now to come, Roku did the same thing, over and over. He launched his fire techniques at the trees around him, slowly making his clearing bigger. This clearing was not here before Roku made it from his training. As the day progressed, Roku made an effort to keep his techniques more concentrated. Rather than just expelling wild chakra from his mouth, Roku made an attempt to thread it with precision and accuracy. He made an attempt to condense it as well, so that the point of contact with the technique would be dealt a fair amount more of damage.
It was now about midday, and Roku wasn't even half through his training. He spent the next bit of time, after he ate the remaining jerky in his pocket, applying shape transformation to his techniques. He tried regurgitating his Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique in more a shape of a spear rather than a giant ball. The effect was noticeable, but it was simply elliptical rather than a complete spear. Still, he progressed, and as the sun fell once more, he returned to his camp site satisfied of his day's work. He wasn't completely physically exhausted like after most days of training though. Today was more a day of control rather than power.
Word Count: 535
This should progress Roku to A2.
Slowly, Roku exited his tent in the deep forest below the mountain which his home village, Kumogakure was perched upon. It was early morning, a few hours before sunrise. The air was frigid because of the depth of the valley he was in, in addition to the fact that the sun would only rise about an hour before midday because of the altitude of the terrain surrounding him. As he pulled his sneakers on, Roku hobbled over to a pouch he had tied up and hung from a tree the night before so as to prevent animals raiding it and pulled out a few strips of pork jerky.
Roku shoved them, wrapped in cloth, in the left pocket of his black sweat pants and reached back in his tent to grab his grey cotton t-shirt, dawning it while walking toward a clearing. He knew this forest quite well because it was where he conducted all of his training. As he trekked he paid close attention to the small amount of activity in the forest, probably attributed to the cold and darkness. After a few short moments, Roku arrived at the clearing he had set as his destination. Around him were trees, charred on some sides because of his training the previous days.
Roku now took the first step to his training, or, more accurately, attaining a bit of comfort. He performed hand seals that would normally constitute the Fire Release: Great Fireball technique, though he never actually let the technique release from his mouth into its given form. He, instead, controlled the chakra as he threaded it from the pit of his stomach throughout his body and immediately felt a sense of relief as his goosebumps receded and his body began to warm because of the Fire Release chakra. He kept this process up, repeating it for a few minutes untill his body was of a comfortable temperature.
For much of the hours now to come, Roku did the same thing, over and over. He launched his fire techniques at the trees around him, slowly making his clearing bigger. This clearing was not here before Roku made it from his training. As the day progressed, Roku made an effort to keep his techniques more concentrated. Rather than just expelling wild chakra from his mouth, Roku made an attempt to thread it with precision and accuracy. He made an attempt to condense it as well, so that the point of contact with the technique would be dealt a fair amount more of damage.
It was now about midday, and Roku wasn't even half through his training. He spent the next bit of time, after he ate the remaining jerky in his pocket, applying shape transformation to his techniques. He tried regurgitating his Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique in more a shape of a spear rather than a giant ball. The effect was noticeable, but it was simply elliptical rather than a complete spear. Still, he progressed, and as the sun fell once more, he returned to his camp site satisfied of his day's work. He wasn't completely physically exhausted like after most days of training though. Today was more a day of control rather than power.