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Entering the jungle under the darkness of dawn was a task that daunted many. Recent months had given way to a level of instability Kawa had not seen in quite some time. The vacuum of power recently established left room that would be filled with a few headaches. There were more dangers around. The recent curfew for citizens travelling to and from the southwestern region had slowed commerce. The aim was to prevent the powerless from criminals whose sole aim was to pilfer or slaughter.

However, Uchiha Satoru was no mere civilian. The village in which he called home for nearly two decades had provided him with the skills necessary to protect himself, but he would have liked to think he was mostly self-taught. He had departed through the gates of his village in search of more tranquil surroundings, a time to clear his head away from some of the more complicated intra-clan wranglings he had not taken the greatest interest. Donning in his onyx and silvery yukata and armed with his sleeves and pouches filled with projectiles and other gear, he went off to the badlands. The man would quickly find himself surrounded by lush greenery. It was a scene that was nostalgic, it brought him back to the days when he was a mere child. The soft susurration of the branches felt heavy in the ears. His sense of smell was sensitized, the loam in the earth and the decomposing leaves made the atmosphere close and thick. The blackness nurtured a sense of claustrophobia inside you even though the jungle stretched unbroken for miles. The narrow paths, which was made uneven by the knotted roots that crossed it, branched at intervals. There was no map to follow for where Satoru was heading off to, but even if there was, the perpetual darkness would prevent one from using it. Only the nursery rhymes taught to the locals of this part of Hi no Kuni would take one through. That's why the children sang them every night before bed and then again after breakfast, the Uchiha observed. They believed it to be the only way to navigate.

"The jungle's kind of tricky... The path is never straight... And sometimes there's no path at all... Which makes it hard to navigate...", he quietly chanted as he trudged forth.

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Lost...

Inari rarely did anything unexpected. She was good at finding peace in her own company and occupy herself with jobs at home. However... For once she had done something unexpected. It was not the nature of what she was doing, but rather the reason behind.

When the village offered her a spot in the ANBU she accepted, because it was what the village wanted and if her skills were best put to use there, who was she to question them? When the doctor sat her down with a emphatic expression on his face, she just shot him a brave smile and accepted the news. When she met the snake sage she had accepted she was, as the sage had put it, the Dying Girl. But now? Now she was trudging through the woods and jungle of Kawa in some attempt to find the odd forest dweller once again. Beyond the veil, there was something. Something she wanted to experience at least once more before she retired and found her small cottage nestle between rolling hills and forest.

She had not found the sage where she had last time yesterday, so she now searched in another direction. Her backpack was packed lightly with food and other essentials. Hiking boots on her feet, her regular shinobi pants and a t shirt, her jacket tied around her waist. The outfit was a mesh of green and dark brown.

Darkness had swallowed her and she had stopped multiple times to wonder if she was lost... But... Maybe that was what was needed to find the sage and make her request... So she pushed on until she broke through into a clearing, rays of sun dotting the ground, but it, too, was mostly clad in shadow.

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[Uchiha Satoru]

At times, the man wondered why people took residence in such far-flung regions of Hi. Satoru reminisced the large, metropolitan he was raised in: Konohagakure. The developments of this region paled in comparison to the size and grandeur of Konoha, and surely did not have as many amenities…and from what he could tell, neither were its women nearly as fine… However, it was a tight knit community where neighbors knew one another. Satoru could respect that. A smirk would develop on his face when he recalled helping an elderly man pull his cart up the steep hill that led to the watering hole. The unsteady and wrinkly hands of this man sought to pass over a heavy pouch of coins, and of course Satoru took it. It was like taking candy from a baby, and this time without even stealing. There were certainly people more deserving of the earnings or in need, but this little act of kindness was the among the things people from Konoha usually thought twice about. They were more cynical, Satoru thought, unlike these back-country hicks.

But this forest…no jungle, had a very different feel to it. It certainly was no small town. It was more of a hodge-podge of individuals banding together to survive. Sometimes they seemed to be tree dwellers who followed a strange and bizarre cult, and other times they seemed to be living within river-dwelling gangs. For some time now, the Uchiha had been following these individuals and trying to get a better understanding of their ways while he tried to procure information on his target. One moment they would be speaking quite candidly to him, and the next they would vanish into the darkness as though they were shinobi. To Satoru, this was not particularly worrisome. It just added an element of mystery to his grand adventure.

He continued moving forth on following the leads to his mission’s target until he came across a clearing. It was nice seeing the early morning’s sunshine. A nice change of scenery from the constant darkness of the jungle’s cover. It was even nicer spotting this light shine on an elegant looking woman. "It’s a shame to kill her.”, he concluded upon noting a particularly alluring orange hair and womanly curves.

With a blink, his eyes had turned red with the Sharingan, and his left had was now armed with a kunai. He was ready to begin a battle. The girl, then turned toward him, and with a thorough inspection of her face, he realized she was not the one. "Whew.”, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he took a step forward into the clearing. "First kunoichi I’ve seen ‘round these parts. What brings you?”, he placed the throwing knife back and deactivated his Sharingan.

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She would not be alone for long. Sounds she was so used to tracking, to nullify from her own being and movements, drew her attention. She would turn, eyes scanning the trees until they found the source. Another individual with dark hair and a slash across his nose. His eyes crimson. The moment the kunai was detected she had her chakra ready, something which was almost as dangerous as the kunai he held. [break]It seemed he changed his mind, for he greeted her in a much more friendly tone than the look he wore suggested. She did not recognize his face from her bingo book and it held all who defected from Konoha and their allies. Which meant... This was no other than an ally who likely mistook her for an enemy. [break][break]
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"What brings you so far from Konoha?"

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The two shinobi would finally be within speaking distance when the crimson-haired kunoichi mentioned a sage. It was a title used by some of the area’s backwater citizens to refer to their local leaders and respected men. It was a term Satoru had to use as well when he asked for information on the area and in tracking his mission’s target. An elderly, white-bearded man with weathered skin was what naturally came to his mind having come across strikingly similar traits time and again. However, his left brow would rise ever so slightly when the blonde mentioned the word ‘she.’

"I’m looking for your typical bandit – a ninja who’s stolen and killed from some of the nearby countryfolk copious amounts of currency. It’s a shame because many of these people have so little of it.”

Satoru spoke more out of fact than pity for these peoples’ situations. Perhaps if he were in a position to get off with those funds scott-free, he might have even done it himself! "You were the largest chakra I saw in quite a while, so I thought I might have found the culprit just a bit ago,” he smirked and exhaled amusedly.

"You say that there’s a sage you’re looking for? It’s my first time hearing of a woman lead around these parts,” he crossed his arms and spoke in a curious tone. "The old crone walked off and got lost? Need to bring her back to her grandkids?”

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A bandit hunt… Not something super odd considering he was a shinobi just as she was. The people around these parts did have very little, but they made do, lived despite it all. There was some merit in that. Even if they lived and died in one place. Like prisoners, an unbidden thought contributed. Oh wait… Perhaps she was slowing the man down, then? [break][break]
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The apology flowed from her lips with genuine emotion behind. She knew too well how time was of the essence when you were hunting prey well aware of your advances. Time and timing, that is. She would step back, about to turn and continue when his voice halted her, she half turned back, her face screwing up slightly in a humored grimace. The sage? A crone? Grandkids? Did the woman even have such? Or did she perhaps lay eggs like a real snake would? She did slither over the earth like one… It was quite unnerving to watch.[break][break]
"Heh, I wouldn’t call her an old crone, she looks better than most women in the village. No, she is good company and I need to ask her something. She is about this tall, her hair is red, her skin is… I think grey or greyish bluegreen describes it best…?” [break][break]
She doubted he’d be able to point her in a direction, but during her answer she had turned back to fully face him. Could he help her at all? Or did her perhaps need help? Two could cover ground faster than one.
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[Uchiha Satoru]

Her apology for doing nothing wrong was cute. Satoru would waive it off as though nothing happened with a mere shrug. After all, he chose to approach her and not the opposite way around. There were many more heinous and aggravating acts that people dared to do against him; he recalled a specific occasion when he was accused of stealing from a vendor’s weapon supplies with insufficient evidence. Sure he might have relieved the man of a thing or two….but that didn’t give the man the right to make such hasty conclusions!

"Water under the bridge. I could use a bit of a break anyways,” he would reassure the girl.

The Uchiha youth felt confident in his ability to track down the criminal. There were only so many places he could go where there were a sufficient number of people to make banditry worthwhile. This remote part of Hi no Kuni was certainly vast, Satoru thought, but it was also sparse with people. It made it so that every individual around stood out in their own unique way. The timing was indeed a crucial variable, which could be the difference between an extra life being saved….though he was tasked with taking someone down, not a rescue mission.

"Let’s say I help you find this pretty lady then,” he started before it occurred to him that she said the lady was GREY. No bluish-green! "How is that even possible?” he would think to himself as his brows furrowed slightly at this bizarre notion.

"Umm…when were you two together last, and where?” Satoru started trying to get a better idea of the situation.

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Surprise -or slight confusion over part of the information granted- ghosted over his face. Most likely it was the mentioning of the skin color. Kasumi looked rather peculiar. Though once you knew what she was, who she was, and had a taste of her eccentric personality, it fitted her quite well... That strange hue of skin. [break][break]
"A good ways out of the village actually, but... she wasn't there. I checked only yesterday evening. I know she spends time out where people don't come, where the forest is thickest and most unwelcoming to outsiders. So even with a skilled tracker, it is unlikely either of us will find her unless she wants to be found."[break][break]
Inari was trained in the basics of tracking - which would be more than what a normal shinobi might regard as the basics, in most cases- as she had had a need for such skills. However, the traces she had found of the woman had only led her so far. At some point, it blended in too much with the environment to be tracked successfully. [break][break]
"Though I will gladly accept your help~ Two sets of eyes are better than one, yes?"[break][break]She smiled and nodded in the direction she intended going in. She didn't walk fast, he'd have an easy time keeping up.

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[Uchiha Satoru]

In Satoru’s ears, it sounded almost as though this bluish-green lady wanted to be left alone. One moment she was together with Inari, and the moment they reached Kawa, she had vanished. There was undoubtedly an element of the equation that was missing, he thought – something the blonde was not telling him. It was either that, or she did not have all the pieces to the equation. A smile would come to his face at the mention of a tracker. His Chuunin team was blessed with various skillsets, but unfortunately, tracking was not his particular area of expertise.

"I bet if my girlfriend Susumi were here, she could find your teacher,” he started confidently, having known her reliability at finding the most remote scents. "She’s an Inuzuka; that nose of hers is incredible.”

Inari would then bring up the topic of eyes, which would bring a smirk to the man’s face. "Yup!” he would say in agreement as he leaped from the clearing in which they spoke briefly and caught up with her in the trees. "And you’ve got the best pair around with you,” his dark eyes became crimson upon the next blink, and two tomoe swirled around his pupils. "I’ll let you know if I see any significant chakra signatures around.”

The two’s search now really began, Satoru taking the girl’s lead for the time being since she was most familiar with their target. His recent familiarity with the region, though, could also play a supportive role.

A thought would suddenly come to his mind. "You called her a sage, right? By any chance, do you mean she is the shinobi sage?”

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"Ooh, yes that would have been perfect! Too bad she isn't, huh. "[break][break]
Or Unari could have sniffed her out with the help of his pack. They sure were handy with their noses and ninja dogs. She hoped he was alright, as she had not seen him in quite a while. She had barely given the nod and started to walk before he was leaping to the tree tops with strength and swiftness. Was he a hyuga? Since he was so certain of his eyes being the best? Or... Uchiha? Sensors usually didn't go around mentioning their eyes. But from this distance she would not be catching any sight of them. So instead, as she moved, she would hold on to the mental image of his features, going over the images she had logged away in her head. His features matched up somewhat with a short mentioning of an Uchiha who had a few notes on his file, though she was not entirely sure this was the man. [break][break]

Inari would take to the tree tops as well, focusing on stepping a little harder and loud than usual. Using the art of Tree Walking she would join him and a quick glance at him would reveal his eyes had indeed changed color. The mental image of the uchiha girl she and Unari had taken down crept to mind, but it didn't defeat the sense of wonder and respect she held for them and their expertise in the art of illusions. To train and learn from and Uchiha had always been somewhat of a dream of hers. Shelfed a long time ago now. [break][break]
"She isn't shinobi, she serves Hi no Kuni more than anything else. Though from what I have heard fighting with her is a death sentence for those not careful or confident in their ability. Heard she was the first to respond when part of one of Hi's largest forests were being torched to make room for new farmland. The forest still stands, even the burnt trees... Though, it could just be a rumor" she shrugged with a small smile, her eyes glancing at the Uchiha for moment, then going back to searching the ground below them. Nothing much.  

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Inari + Uchiha Satoru

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