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She had been looking around all morning for something to eat. Not only was her stomach literally eating itself inside out, but she could feel the strength in her legs giving out. Leaving the village didn’t seem like a good idea right about now. There was the comfort of her father’s fire and then her own bed. The thought made a slight tear form on the corner of her eye as she thought about such a thing. She wanted to sleep and never wake up. Lowering her head she sighed and kept walking along the small forest path. The smell of pine and fungus were all around her, they were sweet scents that clung to her. She had travelled down these paths many times now, getting used to the feeling of where exactly she was going. Her ears twitched when she heard some voices and she turned her head to look in the direction of where those voices came from. She wasn’t that far from the village, but people rarely came out in the forest. There were of course warning signs everywhere, but were people so dumb to ignore them?

Her beady black eyes narrowed and she took a few steps backwards. All she had to do was get out of sight of whoever was coming and she would find an easy getaway. It seemed like every day now she was encountering some kind of figure in the mist. At that thought she let out a small laugh and stood up on her legs. The only figure in the mist she should be afraid of is she. She was sure to be frightened if she met herself in a dark alleyway. Hearing the crackle of footsteps again she turned and saw two people emerge from the brush, with nets in their hands of course. Her arms folded across her chest and she tilted her head, looking at them with a dull expression. ”Now. Do you really believe a net is really going to catch me?” She took a step forward, which made the men take a step back.

”See! I told you it talked!” She looked at the guy who had said that and noticed the sweat beading down the side of his face. Oh, so this is what they were after. Rolling her eyes she brought a hand up to her nose and began to tap it. They were after talking animals now were they? Well she would give them talking animals if they wanted them. Her mouth opened and exposed fangs that did not look pleasant to look at. Then from behind a bushy tail came around, that contained rings around it. Her tapping of her nose continued and then she looked at the net that they carried. Was capture their intention? No. These two bimbos couldn’t catch a sock if it was on their foot. They were just afraid… good. She liked them afraid, especially when they were walking bimbos on two legs. Ceasing her tapping she stretched out her arms and then landed on all fours like she was before. Her back arched and she took another step towards them, having them step back again. ”See here you two cow licks short of a moose. I’m not here to chitter chatter with the birds today, so you better scram before I really make this animal fiesta become a party.” Now her words really did not make any sense, but she said them anyways. Half of the time she wouldn’t understand them either, but it really did work wonders on how it affected people. The two guys starred at each other for a good long moment and then considered their options. She had just threatened them, but the threat confused them or probably got rid of any brains that they had. So while they thought with the simple mind power they had, she took matters into her own hands.

She was a small enough creature to get around boundaries and she did. Walking on the earth as silently as she could, she approached one of the guys and noticed that he left his leg right open for an attack. The other was holding the net and would react right away, so she better get this right once. ”Not following me boys? Well, take a bite out of this then!” Opening her huge mouth, she sunk her menacing teeth into the guy’s leg. Right away she punctured skin and could taste the blood begin to pour into her mouth. The wound would do some serious damage and this fellow would find it hard to walk for awhile. Also, he should check for rabies later. Detaching her fangs from his leg she estimated the next move precisely. The other guy threw the net in her direction and she quickly dashed away, letting the net wrap onto the now one legged wonder. ”Missed me! But I won’t.” While she was running in the opposite direction of them, she quickly turned around and headed back towards them. Jumping onto the trapped guy’s back she leapt straight into the air. Her landing would not be graceful, but she didn’t need to where she was landing.

Gravity pulled her back down to earth and she looked down at the last man. His face was now open for direct attack, which she aimed for. The claws on her paws instantly released and she sunk them right into the guy’s cheeks and forehead. But it did not stop there. An enraged animal usually did not end up leaving little scratches and she definitely wasn’t going to give this guy a flesh wound. Pulling one paw back she quickly began to lash out at this guy’s face, tearing flesh upon flesh to make this guy scream in pain. As he did that though she was grinning the whole time and spewing insults. ”You’re going to look like chopped up seaweed after I’m done with you!” One of her claws tugged on his lip and it instantly split right down the middle. The pain was enough for the man to drop to the ground and howl. When she found the both of them her eye level she let go of his face and then padded a few feet away from them.

Sitting on her bottom she looked at the damage she had done. There was some crimson color on her muzzle and her paws were covered in blood as well. Yet a triumphant smile was on her face as she looked at the two idiots. They would need to be hospitalized and would need surgery. It was good to know that she had done badly. Standing on her two legs again she did a dramatic bow and said her farewells to them. ”I’m sure a few wolves will find you in my absence. Just tell them my name, because then they know that I did them a favor. My name is Ringo and enjoy being eaten alive.” She laughed at the end of her sentence and then began to run in another direction, leaving the two of them on the forest floor moaning in pain. Ringo was positive a few shinobi or travelers would find them before the wolves, which was disappointing, but was true. The wolves had gone south a little to catch some of the easier prey as they travelled back north. She was invited to go, but she didn’t know if she was cut out just yet for animal life.

Her small body blended in easily with the misty area and she went through some bushes and branches with ease. She stopped when she came by the Hidden Mists’ village gates though. They were enormous compared to what she thought of them before. Just last night she did not think them so large, but now, it would take at least fifty of her to reach the top. Standing there looking up at the gates she didn’t notice a few strangers coming around. Yet they did catch her attention as they went around and not towards her. Closing her eyes, she took in a deep breath and then very aggravated like she lashed out at the tree in front of her. Ringo’s body quickly swung and the claws that were on her hands left deep marks on it. A raccoon could really add a lot of damage when bothered. There would probably be guards coming around sooner or later to deal with the menace that was bothering everyone, but she didn’t care.

Ringo is a person who is fearless, but also has a title of great respect among the village of the mist. The black bandit mask was enough to identify who she was, but no one can take a raccoon seriously nowadays. She was not afraid of what she was doing, because she is Ringo, one of the seven swordsmen of the mist.

The heavy mist that suddenly hit him as he walked over the surface of the water made it quite apparent he was within the Hidden Village's territory. The humid air press against his face as it precipitated over his pale cheeks. A white mess of hair would cover come down his face, several strands falling at his brow level, the white color of his hair emphasized the emerald hues that pierced through the mist. Soon the mist was beginning to cool over his face, by now Raiken had made it onto solid ground.

The harbor wasn't particularly hard to sneak through, in moments his silhouette could be seen forming from the foggy horizon. The most noticeable feature on the figure was the large blade strapped around his back. Soon his heavy footstep could be heard crushing into the moist soil. His face would be unknown in these regions and he bore no headband, or at least not visibly. Soon he would near the gates and a red streak was stained on the sword already.

Being sneaky was harder than he thought in the mist. But the problem wasn't going to spread so Raiken dealed with it accordingly. He could already make out several figures as he approached the gates. One of them he could identify as one of the Mist Sevenswordsmen. But he would not bring his presence to notice by means of his words, Raiken would just continue to walk towards the gates. A jingle could be heard coming from the figure, it was made by the small bells on the straw hat that hung down his back by a thin rope around his neck.

The men guarding the gates could be seen falling to the ground even before Raiken got close to them, he had his way to dealing with things. By now he had zipped up his coat, which was relatively short at the front but stretched down from the back, like a really big tuxedo tail. The collar area of his coat was popped up so it covered about half his face. "So I've attracted the presence of one of them already. This one has keen senses to have noticed me." He closed his eyes as he moved his hat over his head, now covering most of his features. His pale eyelids rose revealing the sharp emerald hues as they continued to look forward.

Raiken had come to the Hidden Mist Village with a purpose and a message. First of all he needed to see the Mizukage, the message was for him. But he also knew that getting to the Mizukage himself he'd have to go over some speed bumps. He could only assumed the presence in the tree's was one of those 'speed bumps.' The woman now shouted out from the tree's manifesting her furry features. Raikens eyes locked on her figure for just a moment before looking away and continuing his walk.

"I am not here to play games." He spoke coldly and also with an instigating tone. Raiken figured one of the Seven Swords wouldn't want to be ignored in such a manner so he would be prepared if she decided to continue her hostility. But the Shinigami was here to see the Mizukage.

This man was irritating. Saying he had to go somewhere important. Ring would show him somewhere important. He would find himself a one way ticker to Hell! Growling, she kept Grolo in hand. Some people underestimated her just because she was a raccoon, but that did not matter. This guy was asking for a beating, no! He was lusting for one! Seeing that stupid green parrot appear now, she tried to calm herself down, but it was all too hard. Everyone knew that once she got herself riled up, there was no stopping her. She kept starring in anger at this guy and then sighed. Throwing Ringo into her backpack, she jumped down from the tree and walked down right in front of him.

He probably could stomp on her or whatever since she was just a raccoon, but that didn’t stop her personality. Pointing a finger at him, she narrowed her eyes. ”Listen here bub. I don’t like that scent on you, but whatever talk you have with the Head Honcho here, goes directly to me. So might as well spill the beans, because I’m the best you are going to get.” Who knew where the Mizukage was anyways, Ringo really didn’t care. She wasn’t a guard or some kind of warrior for the mist’s boss. She stuck around, because she couldn’t risk being trapped in an opposing village in this kind of form.

Crossing her arms over her furry chest, she looked up at him and then at parrot head. Why was he trying to be sneaky? Really, there was no one who could really sneak up on her in the first place. Plus this guy probably knew that he was there anyways. Ringo hated these idiots.