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[atrb=border,0,true] The cave would rattle and shake violently as he proceeded down the path he had chosen. Behind him, piles of rock and spiked stone fell down from the ceilings and crashed on the ground. What could best be described as jogging was taking him through the passageways at an incredibly risky pace, his footwear frequently crashing down on puddles of water scattered about. Once or twice, he would nearly slip and fall. Fifteen meters into his chosen path, and the Hyuuga would notice the smell of fresh air growing even stronger still, this time accompanied by a soft and refreshing breeze. And as he continued, while the world around him literally fell to pieces and crashed down, a speck of clear sky in the distance. He had chosen the correct path, but would he make it in time to enjoy his victory before being crushed by a pile of stone? He would have to hurry. Should the young leaf ninja bother to look behind him, he would see the path he had crossed no longer. Everything was being consumed by rock, and the cave was now rumbling with epic proportion. Pebbles dropped on his shoulders and head as he continued, a rocky end to his life coming ever closer as time passed. Advancing would bring him near to the dead gray light at the end of the tunnel, and when he finally reached the end, he would find the rock slide that had been chasing him right at his heels. The Hyuuga would have to leap out for salvation before the cave-in consumed him, landing but not stopping on a downwards slope covered with rocks, patches of grass and tree branches. He would roll a few meters downwards as the sound of thunder above continued to rage, and as the cave he had just exited became non-accessible once and for all. When he came to a stop, rising with little more than a few cuts and bruises, he would find that he was face-to-face with the mountain scenery he had spotted in the distance earlier. Somehow, the cave had taken him westward, and the cliff he had emerged from lead straight to these mountains. The clouds hung low here, growling with thunder still. But he had left the threat of lighting strikes behind at last. The storm had moved on from this place. The smell of charred pine tree laid proof to that. The only clear way ahead, that wasn't barred by steep cliff sides and fallen pine trees, was the mountain path that cut towards the west. The road would be damp, the path would lead through tiring mountainous terrain and past several cave-like dwellings. And perhaps the Hyuuga would notice that there was something strange about this hidden place. Either way, the only path forward was through the mountains. As eerie as it might be.

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The growing scent of fresh air fueled the boy as he ran along his chosen passageway, which was disintegrating all around him. There were a few times when he’d nearly been hit by the falling rocks and even more, where he’d slipped or fell. All the same, he was finally making progress, this was apparent by the smell and the fact that his Byakugan could actually see the exit. No matter how fast he tried to run, the rapid crashing of everything around would keep up. It was a scary moment as he neared the end, it seemed as though he would be swallowed under it all.

It was getting very close, and at this point, all he could do was lunge ahead hoping for the best. His heart raced as he dove forth, his eyes would be closed and his hands outstretched. Fortunately, he made it feet from the ending rockslide; however, he wouldn’t land, but instead hit the ground rolling. He’d finally stop several meters away, and simply lay there, trying to reflect on everything that had just happened. He’d eventually get up, now noticing the fall had given him few scratches, though nothing serious. “wow… well, i didn’t expect that to happen. hehe.”

As he stood there, he’d make sure to let his Kekkai Genkai fully survey the surroundings. The mountains that had once been far away were now directly ahead; he was safe from the lightning here too, which was definitely a good thing. After all that’d happened, there was no way he’d turn back, so instead, began to consider what options he currently had. The clearest would be the mountain path that was leading west; after a more minutes of contemplating, he’d choose to go that way — in between or behind mountains would be a perfect place for a village to hide.

[Estilo]

[atrb=border,0,true] The mountain path he would find was rough and treacherous. The freezing breezes at that altitude deadly, especially due to his currently soaked status. He would begin to feel his hands and face numbing. Things were getting dire, and to make matters worse, the clouds were hanging so low that a thick mist appeared to cover the entire terrain. Night was only another hour away, and the howling of wolves had become present once more. After a long while of walking and searching, the path the Hyuuga had taken would completely disappear into unexplored terrain- a pine forest in between two imposing, snow-capped mountains. The mist and the myriad of pine trees, rock formations and mountainous terrain made it difficult to see what was ahead. But surely, the leaf ninja was close. Travel would become slightly more difficult with each passing step. The cold was getting to the Hyuuga now, limbs shivered with its presence. Teeth trembled instinctively. But before long, a result from all of his hard work. He would find a winding path, leading from the base of a western mountain and upwards and over it. All signs pointed to it being a hidden path, out here in the middle of nowhere- in the middle of a pine forest no one would have thought to explore. Should he follow it, the leaf ninja would soon come to a dead end against a cliff wall. Rocks jutted out from it in strange positions... like, stairs? The climb would be dangerous, but should the Hyuuga scale this obstacle, and trudge through more rocky terrain, he would soon find the gate he was looking for. The gate to Kumogakure. He had made it at last. Soaking wet and bleeding from his cuts, but at least alive.

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[luneth]

Haru had by no means expected or even fathomed his journey to Kumogakure no Sato would be so arduous and demanding. He had remained cautious throughout his travels, but even more so along this hazardous terrain. It would’ve been tragic, having already come so far, for him to die now. He didn’t plan on letting that happen; although, both the condition he was in and the ones he faced were harsh. However, he was a tough kid, and would use these experiences to fuel his determination, rather than let it halt him even in the slightest.

He was nearly freezing at his current elevation; the fact that he was soaked simply fueled the cold that embraced him. He was high enough to be face to face with clouds, which were creating a thick mist that made it very difficult to see. He forced himself to say it wasn’t too bad, nothing would hinder the young Hyūga’s pace as he trudged on. Night would eventually fall as he continued, and it was at this point he would notice his current path was leading into a large pine forest. The mass of trees were nestled in between two colossal, intimidating, snow-capped mountains.

He had a strange feeling he was getting close; the boy truly hoped so, for with all his determination, he was still unsure how much longer he could manage. He hadn’t noticed how spoiled he and the rest of his Hyūga peers had been until now; it was almost a handicap, as he had never before faced such adversity. After much thought, he would push himself forward, and was now slowly making his way along the worn path. The effort it took him to walk grew with each passing second; fortunately, this would be forgotten as a new path finally presented itself.

Haru knew this was it — a small path deep within the country, inside an unimportant forest that could have easily been overlooked due to the scenery surrounding it. If this ended up being a dead-end, he decided he’d probably have to call it quits for the day; he was exhausted, and his body was on the brink of giving out. For now, he’d simply follow this fresh path, hoping with everything inside him that it did in fact lead to Kumo. Several painful, grueling minutes passed, eventually the former Konoha-nin would find himself in front of a large cliff wall.

Rocks protruded from it in an odd fashion, almost as if they were stairs. He’d stare at it for a few moments before choosing to go ahead and climb up. It wouldn’t take too long, but, nonetheless, was still very strenuous. More rocky terrain was set ahead of him, though his Byakugan could make out a small spec of color off in the distance. He’d eye it with excitement, now setting off faster than he had ever before. Due to fatigue, he'd actually fall a few times; regardless, Haru would ultimately arrive within about 50 meters of the hidden village’s gates.

“i-i did it.. i'm here!!”

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