Father and Son Time

The small village of Amagumo, a serene little village that bordered the massive collection of structures known as Arashigakure. The culture of the little town was quite different, rather than relying on machines and industry for economy and function it was more laid back and almost seemed to be set about three hundred years in the past. It was that 'rustic charm' that drew in the shinobi of the sister village only a mile or so away and the Kage was no exception. Takeshi often came to the rain cloud at least once every other week but this time he had brought along Lag since he had never been here with the exception of a few trips as an infant. The boy walked beside Takeshi right now holding his hand, a rare smiled decorated Takeshi's face, it was going to be a fun day.

Lag followed along closely, his father had brought him along for his visit the the small village next to the hidden storm for once and although he enjoyed unfamiliar territory he would rather stay with daddy than get lost. He had been told he had been here a few times as a baby but couldnt remember it, he just knew there was going to be at least one old couple that by some act of a cruel god would somehow recognize his twelve year old self from the short journeys here he had made at the age of no more than one and a half. Other than that though he had no complaints and was looking forward to a day with his dad. He looked up in the sky as it started to sprinkle, Fulmine, who had been flying above them landed on his shoulder and roosted himself for a while.