Arise, Kirigakure [Village Exit]

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Jinzu stood on the outskirts, to listen to such an important announcement to the village, was a given to attend. So of course he was there, being at the center of attention was not something he preferred though, as necessary as it was to hear the Mizukage speak, it was not necessary for him to be within range of any sweeping declarations, or let him have any chance to gain the ire of his Mizukage mid speech. As the declaration proceeded, Jinzu's interest slowly started to rise, the prospect of war itself was a curious one, Kiri was not a team player, when considering the other villages, so taking affairs as public as this was rather strange. But on the other hand being off the island was a dream of Jinzu's, even if it was in the case of bloody war, seeing the sites of the other lands was one that he has hungered for for a long time. Though he was lower in the ranks of his village, he would probably have his uses, and if called upon he would do whatever was asked of him, to the best of his abilities. So, as it was his duty, he would march off to the ships with the rest of the shinobi in the village.

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Fenrir stood near the back of the crowd, standing on the side of a building for a better view with his surface-walking technique.  As Xyxer spoke, a smile spread across Fenrir's face.  War.  Fenrir had never been in a real fight to the death, as most of his victims had been unaware or sleeping.  This though, this was an all out fight to the death, Kiri versus the world.  He was made even happier when he heard their first target, Konohagakure.  He was never entirely sure why, but he never liked that place.  He had heard stories about them, and they stood for everything he hated.  They were almost the opposite of Kiri, with the only common ground being that they existed in the same world, and though it pained him to admit it, they both had powerful fighters, and Fenrir was not one of them.  This meant that on the way there, he would need to get as much training in as possible, which would be difficult what with the constant movement.  Maybe if they set up to camp, he would have a chance to actually complete a spar.  Or at least finish training his jutsu.  For now however, he would simply follow along with the crowd, marching to war with his village.  Something about Xyxer had made him excited, even more ready for combat than usual.  Most likely his natural aura of... Fenrir couldn't quite put his finger on it, somewhere between malice and nobility.  It simply made you want to follow him, even into almost certain death, which, for Fenrir, this was.  But hell, might as well go out fighting.

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