A strong breeze tousles Furie's hair as he sways, eyes closed, with the flow. He's late for his first lesson. Eyes springing open, clear and blue as the open sky behind him, he raises, his body shifting as he does with the movement of the wind, and, following the current, he makes his way swiftly down the grassy hillside, weaving too and fro with the movement of the air.
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He reaches the training ground, the Jonin assigned to train them is already there, along with one of the girls, the one with black hair and dark eyes. His eyes are on her as he approaches, clear and observing. When he reaches them, he forms a sort of circle with the two. It's then that his eyes go from the girl to their instructor. And from their instructor to their surroundings. There's still a member of the group missing.
"And here I thought I was holding you all up," he says. His voice is like a breath of air, flowing peacefully.