By some sort of miracle Shiro had managed to come across the one shop that still held goods that hadn't been robbed either by gangsters or other misfits. So, as the laws of the jungle in this forsaken village dictated, the goodies were his to scavenge! The young boy didn't even know this shop belonged to Kara. she had told him she held a shop somewhere in the village a couple of years back, but he'd never visited. Perhaps if he had known he would have at least hesitated in this endeavour, but in the dog eats dog world that was the Hidden Sand Village during these times, Shiro didn't hesitate in entering the shop and taking virtually everything of value inside.
Perhaps he would be able to repay Kara one day. But today he needed money for puppets and other tools, money that would allow him to be a better shinobi and better defend his own village. This was of extreme importance to him. Robbery in order to achieve this goal was not something beneath the young boy. In fact, it sort of excited him. He'd never been able to afford decent weaponry, but the amount of money he'd found would pace the way for his creativity with the puppets. He didn't even need to break in, since the door was unlocked as if someone had left in a hurry. His activity wasn't suspicious at all.
(Taking all that can be found inside Kara's shop)
[Exit]
Perhaps he would be able to repay Kara one day. But today he needed money for puppets and other tools, money that would allow him to be a better shinobi and better defend his own village. This was of extreme importance to him. Robbery in order to achieve this goal was not something beneath the young boy. In fact, it sort of excited him. He'd never been able to afford decent weaponry, but the amount of money he'd found would pace the way for his creativity with the puppets. He didn't even need to break in, since the door was unlocked as if someone had left in a hurry. His activity wasn't suspicious at all.
(Taking all that can be found inside Kara's shop)
[Exit]