A string of missions part 1.

Typically you couldn't find Ozai wasting his time on low ranking missions, but as of late he had become restless and what better way to waste some energy than doing some missions. Earlier in the day he had made his way to the notice board in town and ripped a handful of flyers taking them home and scattering them across his table. Quickly looking through the pile Ozai grabbed one that seemed simple yet would earn him some money for his time you could never have enough ryo in your pocket. It was a short notice about a wild dog running amuck in the town. The village elders wanted the beast put down before anyone got hurt which was totally understandable. According to the mission notice the dog was a bit more primal than the domesticated ones of the village, specifically much faster and stronger. A few pictures flashed through Ozai's mind of what the dog's appearance could be like.

Brushing all thoughts from his mind Ozai picked up Kusanagi and sheathed it just above his waist in the back. It wasn't that he was expecting to use the blade, but you could never know in a world like this. He pushed through the door to his home exposing himself to all that is Kirigakure a nice light mist and not too hot of a temperature just how he liked it. Ozai was always grateful to call Kirigakure his home because there would always be a place for him here. Basic missions like the one Ozai was conducting are required upkeep to not only keep the villagers happy but to establish one's name in the books. Not too many people were out today making it easy for Ozai to navigate his way to the center of town taking in all the beautiful smells provided by the popular food places. If I were a dog where would I be?

A medium sized shadow zipped between a few villager's feet causing an uproar which included a few items being broken from falling to the ground. The market stalls all clearly out with haste as a panic set in on all the villagers nobody wanted to be a target for the vicious dog. It, however, was very disappointing when what Ozai expected to be a wild dog just turned out to be a grey stray with some matted hair. The dog was also supposed to be fast but the moment that Ozai appeared in front of the dog out of a cloud of speed it had no idea what to do other than piss itself. With extreme caution, Ozai grabbed the dog by its collar and carried it to the local vet's office for it to be evaluated, trained, and maybe for the dog to receive a new home. Everyone deserves a second chance occasionally.