The storm alerted Satoshi as he headed toward the beach. The low growl of a rumble lingered within his ears as he drew closer. He couldn't help but stretch his legs, finally being free of those silly "ninja" lessons. Satoshi was more of a free spirit who just loved to linger rather than hide in others' graces. Today, he was determined to visit the beach even in a storm. The thought was amusing as fire jagged and coarse, struck across the sky.. Its image is engraved in the dark clouds like markings of a warning to all who enter its territory. Satoshi, being quick-witted, was out walking in the downpouring rain, the coolness soaking inward after a long path. As another bolt landed about 10 feet away, Satoshi thought he could chance heading to the shore closest to the incoming waves.
As he stepped forward, a blazing fire bolt sizzled next to him. This was a definite warning from the sky, perhaps a final notice to Satoshi to heed its warning. Reluctantly, he headed toward a grove of thicker trees that seemed drier than his incredibly soaked fur and mane. Satoshi shook himself as his three fluffy tails poofed out like clouds. Satoshi couldn't help but chuckle; he probably appeared right now as a drowned rat. Tossing his head, he let his long ebony hair sway with him till he stood there dripping with a smile on his face. Something caught his gaze momentarily. Possibly, a bolt turned blue as it etched the ground? The rain was really coming down now as he kept his gaze on that very spot. His ninja training, which his father and grandmother taught him, alerted Satoshi that someone was there under the palms. It was hard to see in the rain, as it was thick like water draining from the clouds
If the other moved away, he might have to brave the lightning to find out who, what they were out here in this crazy storm like he was right now.
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