Basic Think Tank

[Kaguza]

The desert sun peaked in through the shutters on the young red head's window. The cold air sending a shiver down his spine. Nights in the desert were always cold, the mornings not much better. For most living in the desert was quite warm quite quickly. Within a few hours of sunrise the temperature reached what many would call hot. For one specific clan though hot had a different meaning, hot was torturous for the common folk. To those of the Hizashi clan, the normal hot was mild. Born with a core temperature much higher than the average person a cloudless day in the scorching desert was nice, anything less was chilly.

Dragging himself out of bed the young Hizashi dressed himself in his usual attire and set out for the edge of the village. Long abandoned and left to sit, many shinobi use it for training. Plenty of open areas for combat, ruined buildings for stealth, and lots of targets to practice with projectiles and other jutsu. Today's goal was a quick run down of basic strategy and practice utilizing traps with one of his friends since the academy. A rather boring and expressionless individual born to the Dasu clan. To many, or rather all they were just a bunch of weirdos because of their clan's ability. They could fuse with another person essentially becoming one, the concept of personal space feeling like a paradox when it came to them. Kaguza however was rather familiar with "hosting" those of the Dasu clan.

A short walk was all it took to arrive. His favorite training spot, a open dried up pond surrounded by ruined buildings perfect for both ambushing and defending against ambush. He surveyed the area and didn't find a sign of his comrade, so he began setting up basic traps he had come up with as a means to pass the time till his friend arrived.