Slacking (open)

[Hakuturi]

The thickness of the mist was never a pretty sight, to those not familiar with the village it probably was even a horrific one. Sunlight was always at a premium in these parts when compared to their neighbours across the pond in the Fire country - enough to make even the most optimistic of people lose their smiles and perhaps head into a state of depression, he'd seen that enough, anyway.

For now the jounin stood with hands in pockets in front of one of the many lakes of his village, thick forestry surrounded this somewhat large lake in each direction with the mist, even during this time of dusk, obstructing view after around 50 meters where normally the human eye could make out its surroundings. Small snakes slithered in the shadows of the trees, squirrels were busy gathering food from the trees and birds preoccupied protecting their young even higher in these trees. In a way it was beautiful how even in a place not pleasing to the eye could be sustaining for so many.

It wasn't perfect by any means, but it was what he called home.

His duties were temporarily put aside at this moment, taking a seat beside the lake and leaning back until lying down with hands behind his head - eyes open looking towards the sky or at least what he could make of it through the leaves of the trees. Yes, home.

[Hakuturi]

After a short bit of rest it was back to work.

/exit

[Hakuturi]

[re-enter]

Arriving back at his favoured spot Haku watched over the lake as it reflected the changing nature of the sky, light had begun to change to dark as dusk had snuck up on him whilst off at the academy. Well, there was still a bit of time to relax before heading back home. Walking over the the edge of the lake where the water splashed upon the shore with a slightly increasing wind he sat down with hands and arms going behind his head as he leaned back, deep breath as he took in the surprisingly sweet air around him. In his mind this was the best part of life, relaxing with nature.