'"Conversation"
'Thinking'
'Tailed Beast'
"Jutsu"
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Third Person
As the rain came paddling down from the darken sky, a young boy no older than five sat in the alley way in his makeshift shelter. He has bright golden spiky blonde hair with a few red strikes, bright violet eyes, and six whisker marks on his face. Three residing on each cheek. At first growing up, he had been living in the orphanage until 7 months ago. One of his caretakers who was his 'mother' had kicked him out due to some unknown purpose, it pained him for one reason.
One of his foster mothers had truly loved him as her own, but she was not able to adopt him. The women's name was Ellie. She had snow-like skin, long dark silver hair that she kept in a low ponytail, and bright hazel eyes. She had gone to the council when she overheard the other mother planning to kick the young child out but the moment she asked to adopt him, the council had forbid her from doing so.
Which now brings us to the other caretaker. Although she was his foster mother, she was not as nice to the little one. Her name was Oliver. Oliver had pale skin, with brown hair and blue eyes. She had tried her best to starve the young one, giving everything he had to the other kids and allowed the older kids to pick on him until she had kicked him out.
The moment he was kicked out, Ellie had automatically came out and apologies to him before giving him a few thick blankets and a few pillows. That being the last time he had seen her. The young boy had been wondering the streets for about six days until he had found a dark alleyway, luckily for him there had been some thrown out supplies of wood next to the trash that looked somewhat new. He quickly placed his belongings down and begin make a shelter out of the things he found in the alleyway. He knew from then and on that he would have to survive by himself without anyone helping him.
After he had made himself some type of shelter, he automatically went to the forest. He knew that the villager did not like him, so getting food from them is asking for hell to freeze over. For almost a year he kept to himself in his alleyway, only leaving when going to get food. Then occasionally some drunks will come in the alleyway and taunt him but it wasn't threatening. The first time he encounter one of the ruthless drunks, they had been rough with him. Bruises littered his small body after the drunken, in that moment he saw his wounds heal. He was surprise but it quickly went away when he knew it would cause trouble later on in his life.
As the months had pass, his birthday was coming closer and closer as the days went by. He knew he would have to do what he did last year which was camp out in the forest he always goes too. So to avoid any of the villagers and another near death experience, the young boy grabbed his blanket as he shifted from under his shelter. He begin to walk towards the back of the alleyway near the shadows so he could avoid any run in with them. Throwing the blanket around his shoulder, he quickly begin to take off through the dark alley as he headed to his destination.
Jumping over branches here and there, stopping a few times to ensure that no one was following him before he took off again. As he passed another clearing he saw a few children playing causing him to stop running and look at them. He then quickly recognize them as the future clan heirs but the ones that quickly caught his eyes were a boy with an pineapple hair style and one who had a bag of chips.
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