Ikisho walked down the long trail, kicking up some clouds of dirt as he did. He was recruited for a "Travel" mission, whatever Issun-Sensei called it. For all he knew it was probably some fake thing he made up just to get the Hockisu boy out of his hair for a while.
Although the walk was indeed very relaxing, a spring breeze brushed past his hair, and made it -and his clothing- sway with it. He made short and near silent sounds as his feet collided with the ground every step, he was annoyed by the bird that was following him, it seemed eager to know that Ikisho was annoyed with it. And it continued to follow him anyway.
"Urgh, damn bird..." Ikisho muttered silently, he looked for any projectiles to throw at the canary that was following him, until his eyes shined eerily at a moderately sized rock he was about to kick away. He quickly picked it up and looked at the circling bird above him. He expended some wind chakra into the arm he was holding the pebble in, and aimed.
As soon as he threw it a *Swoosh!* and *Zoom!* was heard, and before he knew it, the bird yelped and hit the ground. A satisfied smirk crawled itself onto Ikisho's lips, he walked up to the bird, as it was on the ground, looking dead.
"Are you dead yet...?" Ikisho asked. looking at the bird curiously.
The bird shot up and used a sharp uppercut on Ikisho's chin with it's beak.
"Ghah!!" Ikisho was surprised as some blood spilled from his chin, he fell to the ground on his bottom as the bird pecked the hell out of his head, while he was down.
"AGH! AGH! CUT IT OU-OW!" Ikisho quickly got up and started running far, far away. Trying to get away from the angered bird.
Little did he know, his sensei had ordered the bird to do exactly that, and Issun himself was looking from a nearby bush.
"AHAHAHAH! That sucker..." He slithered from his mouth, smiling creepily.
IS THAT OKAY?