- Mission Name: Catch That Tiger
Mission Type: Retrieval
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Catch the Tiger
Description: A genin named Toshiro has been trying to tame a six-month-old tiger cub to turn them into her ninja partner. However, the tiger got loose and is now roaming around Kumogakure, quickly find the tiger before something goes wrong. The tiger answers to Kokoro
Payment: 10,000 RYO
It was noon at the bustling market of Kumogakure no Sato. Despite their designated booths, sellers were carrying out their fresh products in baskets whether that be fruit, vegetable, or fish; eagerly yelling their prices at the people who pass by.
The absurdity, Mineko thought, how can people tolerate their obnoxiousness? Perhaps it was not absurd or obnoxious, it was Mineko’s flaw, she had been lacking human interaction for so long yet it does not come into mind. It had surely been a few months since she had visited the village. Civilization. She had almost forgotten what it was like to be in one.
Naturally, Mineko was able to sniff out distinct scents --using her chakra by focusing it within her nose-- but because the market produced such potent aromas it became difficult to do so. The air became a mixture of different odors. It had blinded Mineko’s best senses. She couldn’t wait to finally leave this place.
Mineko wore a heavy cloak that hid her from head to toe but it did not stop wondering eyes turning to her direction. She was not oblivious to it but she understood their curiosity; without having to see them, she knows a few eyes were watching her as she ambled along the Kumo market. She did her best to ignore them.
Indigo found it difficult to make himself comfortable cramped in between Mineko’s tight clothing and her bosom. He kept moving his small limbs to stretch, and upon doing so he lightly scratched her skin with his paw. She felt it and halted her pacing, to quickly check underneath her collar. “Indigo...” Mineko whispered harshly “Could you please?” she warned him, eyes downcasted to her chest. The particular strangers who had her attention noticed, then awkwardly turn their heads away.
Indigo frowned and grunted in response. Mineko heard yet chose to ignore it, she frowned and reluctantly brought her eyes back up to her surroundings.
“We can’t afford to gain any more suspicion.” She whispered. He grumbled in a somewhat sardonic tone which made Mineko’s forehead wrinkled in disbelief. “I can’t believe you.” She muttered to particularly no one.
“Hey there!”-- a voice of man crept up behind Mineko’s shoulder, disgustedly feeling the warmth of his breath which startled Mineko to shudder. And already she had the impression she would despise him. -- “Could you cut that out?” She growled as she abruptly turned her back to face him.
“Oh”-- The man was Makamoto Toshiro, a genin of the village hidden in the clouds-- “Sorry…”
Mineko flickered her eyes up and down at him and let a few heartbeats pass until she broke the silence…
“I heard you needed help about a tiger.” it wasn’t a question.
“That’s right!” He grinned, an obnoxious smile or so Mineko thought.
Toshiro aged a few years older than Mineko but not old enough to have wrinkles form just yet. He wore the standard genin uniform; with his shinobi headband and a small bag that was carried around his waist, presumably containing shurikens and kunais. Standard shinobi look. She twitched her mouth.
“All right. Ten thousand Ryo. Upfront.” Mineko demanded grimly. “How big is this beast?” she cockily arched a brow in interest.
“Hey”-- Toshiro warned, with a hand gesture that tells her to keep quiet. “Don’t be so loud. No one can know I’m asking for… assistance from you guys” He moved an inch closer to Mineko.
“You guys…” She echoed to a question. She bat an eye to Toshiro warning him to be cautious about the next words he’d venture out his mouth.
Toshiro regretted his choice of words then again he should have informed her way earlier ago. “Yeah…” he said reluctantly. “Kokoro’s been missing somewhere in the past few days and I’ve heard he’s grown since. I miss him.” -- Mineko sized him up once more. “Get to the point.”
“Well, you see… I’m not sure if I’d ever get to see him again. Truth is other shinobis have tried retrieving him back to me” — her brows furrowed, she hated being corelated to that word. “but they’d return with scratches, blood oozing out of them.” he frowned.
Mineko looked at him, his eyes beginning to water but Toshiro resisted the tears. You don’t have to be vigilant when you’ve lost a loved one, Mineko felt. The ends of her lips curled up an empathetic faint smile suggesting it will all end well but quickly faded away.
“We have to wait for the other show up.” He sniffed.
“Who are they?” She questioned.