The soft sound of a small bell could be heard, echoing through the forest that surrounded Kirigakure. The Deadwood as most called it, due to the fact that the trees were long dead from lack of sun and over moisturization from the constant mist that surrounded it. It was here in this place that Azrael would feel the most at home, no sound of people talking or anything really. It was just him and the peaceful ringing of the small bell that hung from his left ear as he moved slowly through the Deadwood. The occasional caw of Never and More could also be heard as the two Ravens flew over head of the short white haired male dressed in all black. The lower half of his face hidden behind a Rebreather painted with a wicked lipless grin with sharp teeth across the front of it. His red eyes just barely visible behind the strands of white hair that slightly obscures them from view.
Azrael would move through the forest, though normally he would be walking with one or more chakra ghosts he decided differently today. Instead he would not activate his ghost unless he sensed someone with his chakra sensory, if they were a threat. Azrael doubt he would run into anyone however, considering most of the village considered these parts of the woods as curse. Though he was a large part of that reason with himself and his chakra ghosts moving through, scaring and possibly killing those that entered his domain.
Sensing Technique: -0.5 chakra
Azrael would move through the forest, though normally he would be walking with one or more chakra ghosts he decided differently today. Instead he would not activate his ghost unless he sensed someone with his chakra sensory, if they were a threat. Azrael doubt he would run into anyone however, considering most of the village considered these parts of the woods as curse. Though he was a large part of that reason with himself and his chakra ghosts moving through, scaring and possibly killing those that entered his domain.
Sensing Technique: -0.5 chakra
