Yukikage Adam Seal the Gates

Kouga arrived in the land of snow quite content with his disposition. The man arrived wearing the same garments that he wore while in Takigakure. He also carried the same weaponry among other things. He was meticulous, making sure to leave nothing behind. Here he was now, standing one hundred and one meters from the village gates. He was observing his surroundings, getting a feel for the land. The temperature was comfortable, something which truly surprised him. He was expecting to be freezing his socks off. It turned out to be just the opposite. Walking was hardly a chore for him, since not once did he even come close to falling over. Kouga stood quiet for a few moments. Since the time of his arrival in Yukigakure, he activated his ability to sense Chakra. He made sure to survey the area. Picking out and pinpointing those attempting to sneak up on him.

The blue haired wanderer wasn't could not predict how they would receive him. His presence could turn out to be a threat to all. On the other hand, the people of Yukigakure could be the nicest he's ever met. Only time will tell as far as Kouga was concerned. Looking towards the skies, the sun remained hidden behind clouds. The land itself was still illuminated. Kouga figured it was probably close to fourteen hundred hours in the afternoon. Nevertheless he took a few moments to observe some birds soaring through the skies. Kouga appreciated wild life, the same way nature itself appreciated him. The man had a soft smile on his face. He carried an aura of innocence. Making it nigh impossible to see the monster lurking behind "mask". The man sigh a little while taking strides forward. His eyes once again directed towards the gates. Meanwhile keeping close tabs on his surroundings. He was expecting the unexpected.

Time passed and Kouga's strides took him to within ten feet of the gates. The man stood and cocked his head off to the write. His right hand rose, while his right index and thumb was used to stroke his chin. The man appeared deep in thought. The gates were closed for one reason or another. He listed carefully as to what was taking place inside the village. Kneeling down with his left palm touching the ground. Kouga tried predicting the movements of the people inside. This was something new to him and was unrefined. He thought about knocking, but what if no one answered? He could try kicking the gate in. But that could prove unwise, not to mention bring unnecessary attention to himself. Here he was now pondering his next move.

He stands at six foot one inches tall with a built body. His frame suggests that he is quite sturdy and built for battle. Kouga sports a pair of green tomoe shaped earrings. Around his neck is a bone necklace, consisting of fang like bones painted black and white. He also has dark blue eyes adding more to his apparent “innocence”.

Further down, Kouga wears black undergarment which closely fits to his body/torso. The mentioned garment was designed to resemble black bandages. The back of the garment is made up of mesh which is common among other Shinobi. The upper arm area of the garment also has the same bandage material. The sleeves are of the same mesh material which stops at the wrist.

Kouga also sports a dark grey flack-jacket over his bandage and mesh top. It was left unzipped on this occasion. As expected, his flack-jacket has pockets and other compartments. At the back of said flack-jacket is his clan symbol. Kouga wears black trousers that are baggy, around which is a dark blue cloth kept in place by a dark green sash. His baggy trousers are accompanied by knee high black Shinobi sandals. Over all this though, Kouga wears a cloak that is quite unique to him. This cloak is called Shokku or the weaver cloak.


"Maybe waiting ain't so bad?". He said aloud as if expecting an answer to his rhetorical question. This was his way of coping with his current reality. Throughout this whole ordeal, the man made sure to remain sharp. Knock, knock bitches.

Kouga's figurative knocking appeared to have done the trick. He was able to sense the numerous people scurrying around, making haste. His presence triggered a response, enough to make him ponder a few things. For one, the gate was closed and there was an air of caution. Did something happen? Kouga wasn't exactly certain about all this. The village did not seem to take too kindly to strangers. Kouga lived the life of a wanderer, preferring to move from place to place. His nature through no fault of his own could destabilise settlements. Kouga was weary of this and wanted to keep himself in check. The blue haired fiend continued to pay close attention to what was taking place. Kouga's eyes along with his sensory tracked the one running up the wall. His left eyebrow rose in response to his curiosity. "Please don't be a prick, please don't be a prick". Was his prayer. Praying to the old gods and the new ones too. What was he about to be faced with now? Kouga fell silent as the man made his appeared atop the wall. Things could be a lot easier if he didn't make any sudden movements. Kouga manifested a soft smile while listening to Ezekiel. The man was kind enough to introduce himself. Not to mention explained the reasoning for the current situation. Whether or not the man's real name was Ezekiel remained to be seen. It was unusual, a most unique name to say the least.

"Why heller, Ezekiel. I'm Kouga, and it seems I'm in quite the pickle. I was looking to find somewhere to rest my head later this evening. I am willing to pay for it. Think the Yukikage can make an exception?". He uttered while using a most relaxed tone. His body language suggested that he was hardly a threat. On the other hand Kouga was ready to respond to any. Considering the situation at hand the man had a few questions. Before that though, Kouga sensed another person approaching his six. The man wondered if this was another visitor. There was also the possibility of being surrounded and outflanked. Kouga's senses remained sharp, tracking the newcomer carefully. Who managed to take up a position three feet to his left. "I am not the father I swear". How strange, a weirdo calling things weird. How weird is that? Kouga kept a close watch on the young man. Meanwhile keeping tabs on Ezekiel who was first to greet him.

The wanderer was suddenly alerted by the Chakra leaking from the younger man. Kouga was intrigued by it all. Yukigakure could end up being fun when all is said and done. "Cool hair? Well thanks". The young man worded it all as if his friend was now dead. Last friend? "I did wonder why the gate was closed also. Was going to ask Ezekiel the very same question. What reason would the Yukikage have for putting the whole place on lock down?" Kouga followed up on what the young man said. He was even more interested in the village now. That much was a certainty.

Kiseki Oikake

Seal The Gates

[684 Words]
My, my, my. What a conundrum it was to see such a little sight before the gates of Yukigakure. Her chakra had been savagely repressed to place herself down at the level of the average commoner -- merely to keep herself from looking too spooky. So came the woman who donned garbs of beautiful pinks, golds, and petaled designs and hair that trailed gently in the snow behind her. The soft crunch of her geta upon the snow was a strangely comforting sound that she would note for late... But she had a goal -- of sorts, to say. She'd trailed the path of a man of blue hair and kind, yet equally repressed mind. But that didn't stop her curiosities and her natural way of looking into things that probably didn't quite involve her -- like now, in this moment, as she was coming up but a series of minutes later since the transpiring events of the men -- and her honed senses went off like fireworks. Three individuals -- one a mere boy with a vastness of power in him, one a stranger on all accounts, and one ever so slightly familiar that left her humming gently. That seemed to be a rather amusing set-up!~ But... It seems there was a hold-up? How...peculiar. And so stepped in the travelling woman, with gorgeous colors and a closed umbrella being carried upon her shoulder as she took her steps ever so carefully. The travels throughout Amegakure had steeled her against colder weathers, and the extra layer of clothing under her yukata did wonders to keep her from getting cold, but that still left her as quite the sore thumb as she came with a meatbun in both hands and bit into it to enjoy the delicious warmth within.

People were not to be allowed in, from the looks of things? What a curious decision indeed... But she didn't stop there. She walked up to the side of Kouga and leaned to the side with a second meatbun wrapped up in a fabric bag for him to take. She'd bought a few for the sake of having a decent lunch, if naught else. Motsudo would surely find his way over with the trail she'd left him, and she had extra to spare as she tapped her chin in wonder. Kiseki just had to poke her head in and see where things were going to create such a sudden lockdown. The last time she had heard of such a thing, perhaps, had been during the events of her own home being razed to the gruond itself. So she spoke up thusly, and with a soft, yet cheerful tone.

"Hmm...So the gates are cut off entirely...? Maybe the Kage here has a martial law of sorts going on. Perhaps finding a place to stay the night until the law is lifted would suit better, if not to avoid the potential wrath of the almighty? And hello, Mister Kouga. I told you that we'd see each other sooner than later.~ I was not quite done with learning more about you. And you seem to have gotten a new friend.~"

A gentle wave to the younger man who emitted such a massive aura. She didn't particularly care about such notion as long as he behaved, but he was still a boy. Who looked quite clueless at that! So what better than for the wandering woman to give him a sign of good gesture and another one of her meat buns to eat? And she did just that without a second thought.

"Here. Warm things make the soul sing.~"

But then there was more to be had! The young boy had gone and opened up the gates on his own? This posed something entirely new, and she was even more curious than before. She could see the way the fire and earth molded and mingled together, the interesting shape and joining of elements to form what became steam, then heat, then...lava upon the skin? She was HEAVILY interested in simply watching...But she'd snap herself out of it soon enough to laugh at the simple solution.

Here he was faced with the possibility of not being able to rest inside the village. There may well be taverns and the like on the outskirts of the land. Kouga was a little disappointed with Ezekiel's answer. Even so he tried his best to remain calm and keep himself together. They say practice makes perfect. Unfortunately for Kouga, anger management remained a problem. Ezekiel's explanation and suggestion was a curious one. Kouga managed to smile a little after hearing what the man said. Ezekiel was a little devil for sure. A bad influence on others to do naughty things. The blue haired man also giggled but held back. In addition to this, he soon realized that the young man was a resident of the village too. It now begged the question. Should Kouga go ahead and break through the gates? He was more than happy to nominate himself. Before he could, the young man stepped forward. Kouga ended up with the youngster's scarf in his hand. A little puzzled by it all to say the least. This was now more about paying close attention than anything else. "Oh?" the man thought while standing there. His cloak pulled closer to this body, giving full protection just in case. This should turn out to be interesting.


And so it was, Kouga was able to learn a lot more about the young man. The chakra coming from him and then the lava. This was quite amazing and to witness it was a privilege. The gate was now open and Kouga was most grateful. He wondered how Ezekiel will react to what had happened. He was the one who encouraged the youngster's actions. In any case, a decision needed to be made. Walk inside or wait to be invited in. That was the least of Kouga's worries now. He could hear the footsteps of another approaching their position. His head whipped round of out sheer amazement. It was her! But why was she hear? Kouga left the woman behind in Amegakure. She was meant to be searching for her son, was it? Why the hell was she hear now? He was hoping that she wasn't still searching. That alone would be most ridiculous. The man was now in a predicament. Kouga was doing his best not to assume that he was followed. Kiseki took her position next to him. She came bearing gifts, which Kouga accepted. There was something about the woman which put him at ease. Her whole demeanour and carefree attitude. Kouga found this to be refreshing.


He stood with a scarf in one hand and a meatbun in another. "Arigato, Miss Kiseki. I would ask why you're here, but that would be rude. And yeah, you could be right about this martial law stuff. I reckon we're about to gain access anyways. As for new friends, I seem to be attracting plenty of those recently. Lets see what you will learn". He stated with a smile. Kouga stood his ground while patiently waiting. The woman was a strange one, far too kind for this world. Kouga pondered about the flipside to her nature. Was she the awfully brutal type? Nice as pie but can be vile. Then again he was the same time, hopefully they don't get to see that side of him.

Kiseki Oikake

Seal The Gates

[501 Words]
The passing of events was a launch straight into the inquisitive nature of the young woman as she regarded both the childish nature of one, and the pleasant one of the other. How to go about this scenario? There were quite a few rights and wrongs, here. But she addressed Kouga first as the Gate was summarily destroyed by this young man to alleviate concerns he may have had.

"Put simply, I felt wrong to allow you to leave without showing a better type of gratitude. Dear Motsudo is awake and I have given him the option of continuing to follow me, so where he chooses to bring himself, after all, is said and done is up to him. He has a trail to follow me if he truly wishes. So, with a dab of determination, I decided to follow you in order to spend more time getting to know you. I don't get the chance to make friends too often, so it could easily be said that you inspired a transgression in me that opted for the thrill of adventure. Or...alternatively, I'm just incredibly whimsical and wanted to see where your journey was going to take you. I always enjoy seeing new things, sir Kouga.~"

And there it was -- that listless nature that had her literally traverse across a nation just in the name of an inquisitive nature. The soft humming on her lips had come back as she ate one of her meat buns with a gentle glee and the events before unfolded. She was ready to take a step forward with Kouga before the young man subsequently decided to...backtrack? U-Turn? Taking hold of her hand and of Kouga's, she blinked as she was subsequently being dragged by the excited young man and let out a small "ah" in surprise to her abrupt...confiscation? How did a young man, no a boy like this, manage to survive on his own with such a strangeness to himself? It reminded her a lot of Motsudo...And he lived...somewhere else outside of the city? Hmm... She could not help but have her own flavor of curiosity trickling on the tip of her tongue, questions ignited and desperate for release to understand the situation that the boy was under...But alas, what else could she do but allow herself to be carted off -- after but one thing, of course.

"My apologies, sir. It seems that I am being carted off by this extraordinarily energetic boy. I will have to meet and properly greet you at a different time. Please have a nice day!~"

Her pleasant voice was directed towards Ezekiel as it seemed that her new friend and this young boy were to be dragged off wherever henceforth that the latter decided to call home. Make a meal, hm? She could stay to see at least how the boy took care of himself. The maternal instinct that had developed over time, perhaps, was one that was no longer ignorable.

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With the gates now opened, Kouga almost chuckled at Ezekiel's words. The man was suppose to scold the lava wielding fiend. It was quite evident that Ezekiel was the enabler for sure. Not wanting to break the kage's rules. And at the same time took advantage of a loophole. Clever tactics and Kouga liked the man's style to be honest. He agreed that the young man was truly impressive. Kouga was made curious after the mentions of a Terumi. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together. The Termui must use Lava release too, or else why mention it? Kouga would prefer to avoid the likes of them for sure. In the meantime he learned the name of the younger male. Mo-ri, quite unique to say the least. As Mo-ri approached Kouga and Kiseki. The boy snatched away the Kunoichi but Kouga declined.


The mention of food did get Kouga's attention. Still, he didn't want to disrespect Ezekiel too much. But Mo-ri was far too strange for either of them to handle. With that said, Kouga acknowledged Kiseki's words. Sending a smile in the woman's direction. It was a conversation piece for later. For now, it was all about dealing with the situation at hand. Mo-ri took hold of Kouga's right hand. While managing the carry Kiseki as well. A most bizarre moment, but the Kunoichi did not mind. "Fuck it" he said allowed while moving inside. Lets hope Ezekiel didn't try to stop them, that would be rather awkward. Kouga has every intention of behaving. He was however curious about this cave. The man had not forgotten about it at all. He also wondered if Kiseki was always this carefree. That and the man never really got to meet Motsudo either. Could be quite fun or dangerous hanging around them.


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