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Sonada follows Amon, but stops and kneels down when the girl points out the eyeless boy. "I do not recognize him. He... seems to be wearing a girl's yukata though. That's odd. It's almost like whoever dressed him didn't know the difference." The old man frowns deeply at the boy's injuries, and looks to Amon for an explanation. "Did the Garou do this to him? Do you know why?"

Before Amon can answer, Taro's tail goes rigid, and he looks toward the house's front door. The cat meows loudly, and bolts outside. Sonada follows the cat outside, as if worried over what it could be doing. If Amon follows, then she finds the cat climbing up into a familiar looking man's lap. The man's leaning against the outside of the house, but no one came to inform Sonada about a visitor. In fact, no one seems to be paying him any attention, and even Sonada is looking around with a worried expression on his face. He looks to Amon, then sighs. "I'm afraid your cat has run away, miss."

The man, wearing a tattered ninja outfit minus the vest, reaches over and pets the cat's head absentmindedly. He was somewhere in his mid-twenties, and bore the physique of a ninja. His spike-y and unruly black hair looked more at home on a much younger man than he. The man wears no headband, but it's rather obvious he's a ninja. Taro rubs himself against the man's hand and arm, and the man chuckles as the cat does so. "Hey little guy. Look like they didn't feed you yet. That's good." Kaede finally turns around to look at Amon, then shoots the young genin a warm smile. "Hey, you followed instructions. That's good. Where's everyone else?"