Post by Kara Tsume on Sept 18, 2010 0:11:06 GMT -5
Kara Tsume quietly entered the camp, his face covered, because his new tattoos were red and puffy from being done so recently, and thus looked worse than what they should have. He sighed deeply and kept his hands in his pockets, looking around for any ninja who could give him information on what was going on in the world, and how he could help. A war would be perfect for him to gain acclaim, so he could return to the Rock Village with more to offer than just his word on his new strength. He clenched his fists in anticipation, hoping to find someone in charge, willing them to him for the hundredth time that day
