[Senju Minazawa]

Minazawa Senju was looking to get back into the thick of her training, honing her skills and abilities after a long time on hiatus. She'd sought to find herself on the path to improvement. The morning was cool in the beginnings of autumn as she walked into the shaded veranda of the trees before her. Headed to the training ground by Tanatabi Bridge. A nice flow of water, as well as many stones which were ideal for skipping across its breadth. It was a beautiful and scenic place, and one of her favorite locations in Konoha. Taking a deep breath, she'd cough into her hand for but a moment as she opens a scroll.

"Jubaku no Jutsu eh?..." It sounded like the good foundational technique to further mastery of the wood release. She could be considered proficient, if not an average proficienado of the clan techniques. Now she need only press her skills further to a more enlightened state. As she read through the jutsu's description, she had felt that the technique was without a doubt, more useful for more sensitive missions or low level threats where she might need to take a foe alive. Restrain as opposed to eliminate in any significant manner. Though it was fascinating to her. Especially since this would be the first time she was manipulating wood that wasn't from her own  body. Her amber gold eyes stared out across the field.

As she began to weave her seals in full. 

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NAME: Mokuton: Jubaku no Jutsu [Wood Release: Tree Restraints Technique]

RANK: C

CHAKRA USAGE: Low

CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu/Kekkei Genkai

ELEMENT: Mokuton [Wood Release]

DESCRIPTION:

Using their ability to utilize Mokuton (wood release) techniques, the user will form the 'dog,' 'rat,' and 'snake' handseals and cause beams of wood to emerge from the ground. These beams will wrap around a target to bind it. Because the beams come from underneath the ground they are difficult to dodge initially. The user charges their chakra across them as well, making the beams difficult to break until the entrapped opponent has good physical strength or jutsu with equivalent power. While this jutsu is being held, no other techniques can be performed by the user however and they must remain stationary.

[Senju Minazawa]

"Mokuton: Jubaku no Jutsu!" She calls forth, and begins to focus her chakra into the soil. There was a moment, as she holds her hands crossed together; fingers interlocked that she channeled her life giving essence and energy. She could feel a slight shift in the stone as a few blossoming sprouts began to make their way up from the stone. Though she felt as if it was far different. It wasn't blossoming from her as a source. Nor was she manipulating the roots of trees already present. Instead, she felt it was rather foreign. The little sprouted branches seemed to grow out slowly, as she tried to play with the amount of chakra needed.

"Haaah!" She calls out, and as she pours more and more chakra into the jutsu, she sees the sprouting wood begin to grow taller and more pronounced. Tall beams of timber would break out from the ground, but rampantly, wild, as it rose into the air. Until eventually, she stopped, letting her handseal release. The wood here seemed to be a twisted jumble. A dark oak. She didn't know exactly what to expect for the first time casting the jutsu, so the shock had lead her to stop prematurely as opposed to playing round with something she didn't quite fully expect yet. With some level of awe, she walks up, and runs her hand along the oaken surface. Marveling again at the power of nature.

Little did she know that she wasn't alone.

[Uzumaki Ataru]

It was a cool Autumn morning and Ataru was out for a stroll, but by that definition he was really soaring over the outstretched streets of Konoha. Traveling from tree to tree and roof to roof as well as vice versa getting some practice in as the time neared for his graduation ceremony. The wind billowed through his fiery red hair, its spikes flowing in the breeze as he moved with fluidity and practiced grace through the village's skyline. It had become practically second nature to the boy to traverse his home in such a way, approaching a gaggle of trees situated by Tanatabi Bridge acting as a surrounding outline for a cloistered training yard. He would decide to enter it both for a break and to see what if anything of interest might be happening.

He would jump from branch to branch until he rested high above in a veranda of shade with good sight lines both around and below himself. Pulling out a bamboo canteen, he would broker the top open undoing the clasp before drinking from it. A refreshed sigh escaped his lips as a bit of rumbling disturbed his footing and caused the tree to shake. Extending a hand out to the trunk he grabs ahold of the creases in the bark and proves able to steady themselves out before gazing down in time to see a white haired girl, using Mukoton Jutsu. He had heard of it from his Mother and other family members, even knowing that there was an Uzumaki in the village capable of it, but this was the first time he saw it for himself.

Smiling as the twisted jumbles of wood erupt from the ground like flickering vines watching as they grow to the stout size of pillars, Ataru was truly captivated and awestruck at the visceral, practically primal nature in which these attacks transformed the environment. Lighting a fire under him at the sheer sight of it being manifested, as the display ends and the mystery girl treads a path over to her freshly created construct. He couldn't help but clap, in admiration of her technique and skill gazing upon the dark wood amalgamation as well in recognition of her own efforts. "That was really cool, you did a good job!" He shouted over the quiet din of the practice field, smiling from ear to ear as he jumped down like a spastic monkey until landing with solid footing.

[Senju Minazawa]

When gazing across the treeline, she sees a small red haired boy before her. Her eyes widened as she takes the liberty to smile, kindly at that as she proceeds to look this little monkey over with a flush of pink along her cheeks. "Thank you very much." She says laughing slightly, her right hand rubbing the back of her head, before nervously thinking in the back of her head that it wasn't that impressive. Though in the face of someone who'd never seen it before, it might have been a splendor to behold in more ways than one. It wasn't every day someone got to see the performance of the Mokuton in full. It was a rarity even amongst the Senju after all. 

She waves her hand inward towards herself. As if motioning Ataru to come a little closer. "Would you like some candy?" She says with a soft and relaxed tone. She seemed to radiate the energy you might get from a kindly grandma that you'd see from the countryside. "Are you lost little boy? Are your parents around?" She offered him a small red and green wrapper that held a strawberry hard candy. The kind that had a soft filling inside of it. It was a bit of a distraction, but not unwelcome. She seemed incredibly relaxed and jovial for the most part.

"If you'd like. You can watch me train if you'd like? Maybe play on the pillars and things I make!" She suggested, giving off a sweet and delighted tone of voice.

[Uzumaki Ataru]

Amber gold would meet golden amber, as the Uzumaki sticks the landing and treads across the field crossing the space between them treading the ground beneath foot. Bearing a wide smile and cheery disposition, he would wave merrily at Senju as he approached. "You're welcome." The boy says, clearly no more than ten and likely younger than that. Peering at her with a kind liveliness, as he hears her he laughs a bit too, their meeting going well so far. "I've never seen Mokuton performed before, I've heard of it but it doesn't compare to the real thing!"

Craning his hands around the nape of their neck, folding them about his head as he comes face to face with her. He grins from ear to ear, looking up at her due to them being a foot and change taller. The kid in him leaped at the chance to have a piece of candy, she was a Senju after all, a cousin branch to his own family by the looks of it. "Heck yeah, I'd love one!" He speaks in a bombastic excited tone, larger than life or simply super charged in the energy department as apparent by his previous movements overhead. Taking the piece of candy from her despite his spirit, he decides to save it for later tucking it away into a spare pocket.

"Really? That'd be awesome! I could practice getting faster while using your wood as obstacles… but won't that tire you out? Also, sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ataru. Ataru Uzumaki, and what's your name?"

[Senju Minazawa]

Blink. Blink. He didn't seem lost at the very least. At least, as far as she could tell. "Oh...It isn't all that impressive." She said, trying to play it down. Though; when she listened to him firmly, watched his movements, it looked almost as if he were going to fold his arms and fly away with his arms. He'd take the candy, and she continued to smile, her eyes closed at the prospect of his enjoyment. "Make sure to eat it. It'll melt if it gets hot. And don't leave it in your pocket. It'll ruin the laundry. Okay?"

Until...He mentioned Uzumaki. "Uzumaki? Huh." She thought about that, and when she looked at him; he did very much remind her; at least appearance wise about Kurva. Kurva, her beloved teammate. How she missed her. "It wouldn't tire me out at all. My name is Senju Minazawa. But if that's too hard to remember. You can call me Mina-Chan." Giving a bright and cheery disposition, she channels her chakra again. Focuses it deeply as she internalizes her energy. Focusing her chakra, she does a few handseals before she calls out again.

"Mokuton: Jubaku no Jutsu!~" She channels her chakra into the earth, and from them, with more vigor and confidence, she focuses her energy, attempting to will the wood to grow, but also spread out as to avoid it tangling inwrds along itself as she maintains the snake seal. She watches the wood expand outwards, the soil shifting and stone cracking as wooden beams begin to wrestle out and head slowly outwards. She controls it slowly, partly because she wasn't used to this jutsu yet, but also because she was directing it towards Ataru. Multiple slow beams extending like tendril masses, long and thick. Thick enough to support Ataru's weight and for him to stand upon.

[Uzumaki Ataru]

She said it wasn't impressive but he found it so and the implicit thoughts lingering under the surface. Deciding to give voice to that which immediately springs to mind. "Well, to me it is and I'm sure you've practiced a lot by the looks of it!" Keeping her firmly within his gaze, nodding his head up and down as she gives him words of warning on eating the candy before it melts. "Hai, hai. I will, don't worry." Lowering their hands from around his head returning them to be situated about their person.

As she speaks about ruining the laundry though, he makes a mental note and strong reminder to actually eat the candy before any of that happens. He didn't want to make his Mom mad and letting it melt or whatever else would do exactly that, watching the flash of recognition fill across the expression on their face. He smiled at her in a cheerful knowing manner, understanding that they were distantly related. After all, the Senju and Uzumaki were incredibly close and considered family at one point overlapping their lineage over the years.

"Yeah, and you're a Senju right? Kinda makes us like family in a way!" Stretching out, extending one arm over the other and bending over towards his tiptoes as if making preparations to get ready for another bout of physical activity. "Heck yeah, that's the spirit Mina-chan! If you're down, then I am too. Also, you can call me Ataru!" Watching as she channels her chakra through her body, he would be ready at a moment's notice. Smiling brightly he would proceed to space his footing apart and prepare themselves, watching as she calls out the Jutsu before slamming her hands onto the dirt.

Gazing upon the string of seals he would watch the ground as the wood forks through growing and expanding upon itself rising upwards. Directing himself to where the soil begins to shift and crack he would leap atop the forming pillars riding it like a surfboard as it's slowly drawn out in an ascending manner. A regular wild child, nothing was gonna stop him as he balanced along the waving tendrils that shattered the earth beneath foot with a deft balance.

[Senju Minazawa]

Her control over Mokuton, at least in this manner, was still rather finnicky. It left her playing around with the controls in some manner. It felt as if she wasn't controlling every aspect, but instead, she was merely guiding or directing the wood in which way to form and extend. Slight shifts in her concentration leading it to twist, rise, or descend in varying manners. The way she manipulated the beams of wood were somewhat slow. As the beams sought to overlap or wrap around Ataru in intersecting lengths. One beam which rose over the beam he stood on, looking to coil and wrap around his legs like a snake. Another rising towards his back from his shoulder.

A third tendril looking to ascend and wrap diagonally around his stomach and shoulder like a bandolier to hold him down. The Senju wood release techniques were fearsome and storied, some legends proclaiming they created the forests of Konohagakure and its surroundings of Hi no Kuni. They changed entire landscapes with their techniques, and they could restrain even the mighty tailed beasts with their jutsu. It was a regaled power that she held, and in those moments, it was likely very much a game for Ataru. Like a game of tag, where he needed to focus on avoiding being captured. Minazawa spoke then, gradually getting a hang of the jutsu.

Perhaps also to disrupt this young boy's concentration. "Do your best Ataru-Chan! Gambatte! Gambatte!" She exclaims quietly, as she digs her right leg a little bit farther back as she focuses on the jutsu once more. 

[Uzumaki Ataru]

Laughing merrily as he ascends he wobbles a bit back and forth but manages to retain a semblance of good balance. It was slow going but that made sense, he figured she was going easy on them not wanting to send him rocketing up into space. As it contorts, dips, and arises he would go along for the ride for all its twists and turns with a wide smile held across their face. Treading back and forth along the tendrils carried aloft by stout support beams of Mokuton, she had impressive control over it, he noted.

But more than all that, this was the most fun he had had in such a long time he couldn't quite remember anything else measuring up to this experience. As he dances along the flow of formulating wood, he would slip free from the binding restraints that searched out and sought to wrap around him. At first, it wasn't purposeful, a byproduct of his energetic nature and not wanting or able to sit in one place for long as he navigated the impressive Jutsu. But as more and more came to try and restrict his movement he called out in a surprised voice. "Hey, what the heck! Oh, okay… well you won't be catchin' me that easy Mina-chan!"

The subsequent actions performed now were much more purposeful and deliberate, shooting back and forth through the webbed tapestry of wood evading the vines and bramble of Mokuton. As if it were a game of cat and mouse or tag, he would evade by sidestepping or flipping around and between its constructs, living up to the initial perception of him being a monkey. Spurred on by her voice and his own competitive nature, he craves the challenge and would tirelessly continue with exceptional focus. Picking up in speed and varying in maneuver, getting a feel for the flow of things as it ramped up.

[Senju Minazawa]

It was good he was having fun. And it was good she was getting a proper workout. The struggle was kind of real, as she attempted to wrap around him in such a manner as to not hurt him, but also because she knew she could do better. Granted, this was her first real experience using the jutsu. She found that as she put in chakra in a steady flow, the beams and wood would continue to grow. Stretching upon her whim. However, now, they were too far extended and becoming little more than a clump of tendril beams. Taking a deep breath, she focused on her chakra then.

Jubaku no Jutsu. As she closed her eyes, she channeled more chakra into the ground beneath her feet, creating yet more tendrils, new ones that would rise and shoot forward, attempting to grasp around this young Academy Student. She discovered swiftly that the wood she controlled was very much like an extension of herself, or her chakra rather. So, she decided to be more aggressive in its manipulation. Taking the liberty to make it considerably harder by changing its movement in another way. She made the beam he stood upon begin to twist and rotate on itself. Hearing the creaking as the wood splintered and cracked, he would find that if he didn't constantly now move with its twisting form, as the wood gnarled and became irregularly shaped, he'd fall.

Fall straight into the mass of tendrils looking to encapsulate him. She figured this was where she'd get him. Though. Perhaps he'd surprise her.

[Uzumaki Ataru]

He was a ball of boundless energy, one finally provided an outlet that was proven not only challenging but also incredibly fun. Smiling with a sunny grin held across their face, he enjoyed the pressure born from the exercise and ramping pace of movement. Feeling how their muscles respond to the scope of the intensive activity as they leapt to and from various beams, winding through fishing tendrils searching out for him. As the construct grew so too would Ataru in his practiced yet reactive movements.

Weaving through the probing tendrils, it was as if he could feel the thrum of chakra through the amalgamation of wood flipping over or sliding under the slithering vines and branches. He had grown used to dozens upon dozens of real-life Shuriken being thrown at and cutting him to ribbons. On more than one occasion he was put to the test and this was no different than any other in his mind, except for perhaps the risk involved. But even still, the boy did not allow himself to lax nor grow complacent, choosing to treat this seriously and live out the experience to the fullest extent possible.

As the beam he lands on begins to transform into a gnarled uneven piece meant to imbalance them. He uses the arch on his foot to find leverage balancing along the surface by merit of its curve. Though it spins in a rotating motion, no longer fixed he would ride it forward and back almost as if he were wheeling atop its roughened grain. Allowing it to dip back to the point his feet no longer connected steadily with the base, he would freefall for a couple of moments until his hands found purchase in seizing the trunk.

Utilizing the energy born from the rotation to send him flying onto an adjacent pillar he would smile from ear to ear. "You're gonna have to try harder than that, Minazawa-san! C'mon, hit me with your best shot!" Living up to his appearance as a spastic monkey, not only in teasing but also their vigorous movements.

[Senju Minazawa]

"Atata..." She calls out, as the multiple tendrils tried to grasp him. It was evidently clear that she was still lacking in this control. Considering his lack of chakra control and ability to use the tree walking exercise, this was beyond impressive for a student of his age. Though. If that was the case? She proceeds to manipulate the wooden tendrils to coalesce, slam into, and shatter amongst themselves, breaking them into dozens of pieces, suddenly giving Ataru no leverage or ground of which to stand upon, the pieces of wood splintering into a number of sharp and jagged pieces, to obscure his sight properly. Before the girl performs a few short signs.

"Mokuton: Mokujoheki!" Her hands held in the snake seal, there'd be a rumbling before the ground, before suddenly, several tall beams of wood would rise from the earth, tall and intersecting halves that would look to swallow the boy and trap him within a dome of thick wooden beams. Assuming she was successful, she'd take a deep breath, wiping her brow. Controlling that much wood and for so long. It was a burdernsome process alright. Yet still. "Ara-ara. It seems that I win this time. Don't you think? Ataru-Chan?" She calls out, stepping forward, and slapping her hand atop the wooden beams. Only to then feel a sudden pulse ringing through her body and chest. Her legs going weak as she places her hand upon the dome. Her eyes widening, as she instinctively brings her right hand to her mouth. Coughing hard into her palm.

Her breathing harsh, before she slowly slides her hand down along the wood. The pain subsiding. "K-Kai..." After a short bit, the wood would begin to sink and collapse down back into the earth. "You move well for a kid your age. I'm impressed."

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NAME: Mokuton: Mokujōheki [Wood Release: Wood Locking Wall]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu/Kekkei Genkai
ELEMENT: Mokuton [Wood Release]
DESCRIPTION:
An extremely versatile move, this technique uses chakra to activate the roots in the ground and, using the user of the technique as a reference point, makes wooden pillars appear from left and right. The wooden pillars join together in a dome-shape with the user at the center. This process can be used to catch the enemy in a double sided attack. Also, in case one confronts the enemy at a short distance, the enemy can be locked up inside the dome, setting the situation for a one-on-one fight. This dome can also be collapsed or burnt with the enemy inside to inflict damage. Furthermore, it functions as an easy shelter against the enemy's long-distance attacks, like shuriken and kunai. Initiated with the 'rat,' 'dog,' and 'tiger' signs.

[Uzumaki Ataru]

Bobbing and weaving through the mass of waving tendrils, evading the rapid swathe of contorting wood energized by chakra. Ataru did his best to strike and fade, bating before subsequently pulling back playing this game of cat and mouse with his new Senju friend. Helping her whilst seeking to thoroughly challenge himself, doing so in an effort to help themselves improve in the Shinobi arts as well as aid Minizawa in practicing their newfound techniques. His training with Shinde and numerous others throughout the village helped to prepare them for this intensive exercise.

Watching as she strikes them all together in a shower of splinters, it gives the boy flashbacks to a particular time with a particular white blade saber. Flipping upwards to avoid them clashing together in a storm of coalesced Mokuton he launches himself, narrowly avoiding the spray of splinters. Feeling the rumbling emanate through the wood and resound dully in the air, underestimating her ability to stack techniques. Initiating a move that sends soaring beams rocketing towards them, a loud scream rings out from full lips as his eyes widen.

The two intersecting halves would close up around and swallow him inside their embrace, he had underestimated them as well as relied too much on their natural physical abilities. Having been lured in by her fist move and left himself vulnerable within the sky either caught up in the fun, or simply outplayed - perhaps both. Hearing her outside of the shell of entombed Mokuton, he frowned at having lost pouting under the layers of wood. "Hai, hai. You win this round Minazawa-san!" Hearing her hoarse gasps and coughs on the other side of the wooden curtain, he grows concerned and calls out with a degree of concerned tenderness.

"MINA-CHAN, ARE YOU ALRIGHT? SPEAK TO ME!?!" Beating on the wood as if he could dig his way through to see the girl on the other side, the sound of pounding would reverberate from within. As the wood peels back upon her release of the technique, he would see the light pour through before becoming fully uncovered. Worming his way out much like a monkey as soon as there's enough space to wiggle out, he looks on at her with genuine care. Seeing that she's alright brings a sunny smile to their expression, held across his face as they sit there together in the aftermath. "Thanks, I trained really hard to get that fast. And I couldn't have done it without the help of alotta people, you included now. But, are you alright? I heard you coughing."

[Senju Minazawa]

She could taste the crimson in her mouth. As she kneeled down, she found herself hearing to him pounding, and she found the wood sank below the earth. Before she took the liberty to smile brightly. "Hai...I'm alright." She said, slowly rising onto her feet. "I'm just a bit sick is all." She says, not wanting to worry the young boy. Even though she could taste the iron. She found herself looking towards the sky then, taking a deep breath, taking in the sunlight as if she herself were a plant. As if it gave her power.

"That was a fun game Ataru-Chan. If you ever happen to see me again. We can play it again." She says, slowly looking out. "If you ask for me in the Senju compound. They'll point you there." She says, and with it, she gave a few lingering coughs. She realized her health must have been deteriorating faster than she could have imagined. For when those wooden beams sank deep beneath the earth, she never wanted to see the crimson that stained it. In a somewhat smeared bloody palm print. "I hope to hear more from you." She says, and with it? She turns. Walking off slightly into the distance, before she uses the body flicker.

Leaving far off, before she feels a burning, poking sensation in her chest. As she heels over in the grass and coughs, expelling more blood onto the grass. She needed to see a doctor. It seemed like she was going through relapse.