Originally Posted by
Turalisj
Damn Neko.... Kagetsu growled, stepping around the tree and coming into view, though remaining horizontal on the tree. He had snapped off several twigs about six inches each in length, holding them like they were kunai.
Oh, it's you. How's it been bug boy? Still carrying momentos of the past? The leaf has burned, the sand has been lost to time, and the mist has been devoured by that which protects it. Only the night still remains, and even then it must hide from the rainbow. The past cannot be changed, only the future. Having said that rather odd statement, Kagetsu walked to the ground and headed back towards the clearing, ignoring any verbal replies.