Her special eyes

Kut had seen this woman wandering about the village a few times. She seemed to be blind, but goodness was she beautiful. She always wore a covering on her eyes, and it intrigued him. He wondered how she would find herself walking to places if she was blind. Maybe she had super good hearing? She didn't use a cane or stick that he could see, so he figured it had to do something with her being supernatural in some way.

He had clocked her a few times in his passing, mostly in his wandering through the village. She was quite pleasing to the eye, and he had hoped for a chance to run in with her at some point. He didn't realize that today would be the day that he would get that very chance.

He was having himself a break in his wandering, and he would sit up high in a tree, playing a sweet soulful sound from his harmonica when it happened. He would look to his left, and there she was, walking in with a grace that just seemed a bit too perfect for this world. Maybe he was imagining things and her gait was normal, but to him it seemed perfect.

Thinking rather slow, he would attempt to speak for a moment, but then lose his balance on the branch that he was sitting on and begin to fall. He would push his feet toward the trunk of the tree, flow his chakra through them and begin running down the trunk, landing somewhat gracefully on the floor below, only a few meters away from her.

If she could see, which Kut was honestly still unsure about. She would see a man with bronzed skin, dark ravenesque hair, and his slate gray eyes that matched his jacket. He wore tight-fitting black jeans with a few tears in them.

He would address the woman with a joyful and candid tone, "Hi there! My name is Kutari, but you can call me Kut. I've seen you around the village a few times and I must say you are even more beautiful up close. May I ask your name?" He would bow to the woman as he spoke, and he would await the woman's response with excitement.

WC: 377
TWC: 377

EXIT
TWC:377

WC Claims:
+377 towards Sharingan: Perfected (781/1875) (Previous Progress)