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I stare at him. "The problem only things with the third seal cna move freely in both seals and for me to use the seal it requires alot of my chakra to place it." I grab bowls an dpour the stew in to each of them i put a spoon in them then hand them out i dont take any i just go bakc to my chemicals. I notice tha another vial of blue si completed i take it and prepair the next i stare at he purple. "I need a way to make more of this."

"I mean we don't use the third seal we have him run in after me then you guys with the technique ready, he gets stuck in his tracks while you are stuck sucking all of his chakra till he dies... then we have the guy who wants to help undo the seal and we win!" he said still trying to think as he eats.

Okami looked down at his stew and saw some of it spilled into his stew. "ew" he then turned to konkuro. "Why hasnt a permanante clone jutsu been created? I know it takes time to make a jutsu, but like I said nothing's impossible."

I stare at him an dsigh i finish puttign the liquid in teh vial then set it in to a holder. I hold my hands together and then say. "Shadow clone Jutsu." A clone of me appears Karasu who had the blade to yrou throat runs at him he grabs his wrist then twists it and then pulls him to the side. "My clones are preaty perminent since no one other then higher ranked people cna beat me evne then its hard for them to beat me." the clone dissipates.

"But the clones can dissapear without much of a trace, thats somthing you cant do with objects that havent made copies. since matter cant be destroyed, if I'm right clones are chakra, its used up and disapates, and anyway why not use a clone jutsu on the vials to make more of them then?" Okami said, he wasnt trying to be a smart alic, but he thought he made a point.

((I bet he's wrong))

Haku stalked into the forest, soon finding herself by a river. She dug into one of her numerous pockets, finding an empty canteen. She fills it, then, after a little deliberation, pricks a finger, and lets a few drops fall into the water, for use later. "Should rivers run red, or black?" She mused, as she tucked the canteen away, and did the same for a number of little vials, stoppering them with wax. Then, she dug in another pocket, attention seemingly wandering from her surroundings as she hummed to herself softly.