[Up. The scraping of shoes is consistent with the motion. Branches here, here... here. Shikamaru's shadow splits, silently trailing over the separate paths.
Focused on this task, he doesn't hear when the trees excitedly identify the boy, and nearly misses the next comment. "That red haired kid would ditch his friends and disappear for years if he had the chance. He wouldn't even bother to call them every now and then. It wouldn't be the first time, either. That's just the kind of guy he is."
July 30th
Focused on this task, he doesn't hear when the trees excitedly identify the boy, and nearly misses the next comment. "That red haired kid would ditch his friends and disappear for years if he had the chance. He wouldn't even bother to call them every now and then. It wouldn't be the first time, either. That's just the kind of guy he is."
Wait -whut.]