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So there was this guy by the name of Oboro Uchiha. He was the leader of a small village known as Otogakure, or the village hidden in sound. It was a nice little place, right off of the edge of Konohagakure, or the village hidden in leaves. However, lately it seemed as if there
was an increasingly overwhelming problem dealing with some attackers in the village. These attackers were summoners, using animals made of chakra to do their bidding, releasing minor destruction to the land of
rice whenever the master pleased. However, as the leader of Otogakure, the Otokage had a responsibility to his people, allowing them a safe place to live for as long as he was able to protect the village. This would include his retirement. He would not allow any harm to come to
this place for as long as he was a member of it. Once he was gone, it would be up to those left behind to fill in the blank that he left behind. However, for now the burden was his to shoulder and he was ready to fight off any of those who would be foolish enough to try to attack the home that he held so dear to his heart. They would surely
pay for their crimes against the village hidden in sound and it would all start as he opened his eyes to the sounds of tigers attacking his front door, and by that he meant the gates of his village.
"Quick Hobbes! They've attacked in the middle of the night like a bunch of cowards!" With nothing on but a pair of boxer shorts that he had lying around, he ran out of the house, barely dressed yet ready to fight off the attackers. The person attacking was using tigers, the kin of that of his own pet. Hobbes himself was a Bengal Tiger yet would likely not show any mercy for his cousins as they attacked his home. If you thought the likes of the Uchiha were dangerous, you obviously haven't seen an infuriated tiger without the sense of empathy necessary to void other beings of eternal suffering. The tiger
himself had the innocence of the Tsukiyomi. Oboro pitied anyone who was foolish enough to intend the crossing of paths with the ferocious feline that lacked any decent sense of mercy. Hobbes only fought to kill these days, to taste the flesh of his victims. It seemed as if this issue began as he got a taste for human blood one day after biting Oboro playfully. Ever since, people had been turning up missing and bodies were stacking up outside the home of the Otokage. Oboro naturally had to assess the situation, punishing the big cat in all instances and forcing him to stop. However, once let loose, there would be no stopping the tiger unless the Uchiha himself gave the order. The tiger seemed to only obey him and Oboro could appreciate this aspect of his pet. He desired the undeniable and undivided loyalty of Hobbes.
So he and Hobbes set out, both naked aside from minimal clothing. Hobbes clothing was of course his fur while Oboro's was his boxer shorts. The gravel on the ground dug deeply into the soles of his feet as he ran, though he had grown used to the sensation of pain after so many years a shinobi. Each step he took was slightly smaller than that of most, however his foot speed was nowhere near the range of an average man. He ran nearly twice as fast as most, allowing his adrenaline to carry him the majority of the course before running up the gate walls with his chakra focused in his feet in order to maintain his balance while climbing vertically to get to the bandits that were currently invading the village that he loved so much. They were then able to jump directly off of the tip of the wall, hurdling toward the ground at rapid speeds. Oboro himself hit the ground with a roll allowing for the majority of the impact to be focused into the energy he was using to be propelled by the role. He stood and dusted himself off, watching as the feline bounded from the fifty foot drop, landing on two feet as any cat would in that situation. The beast managed to land without injuring itself, a feature that was praised by the Otokage, though not for long. The two had a mission to do and by god they would get it done with ease despite the effort that it would likely take. Though given the situation, it would take less than what would seem necessary. The tigers were all coming from a sgle direction, and in that direction, there was a man forming the same seal over and over again. Looking at his tiger and giving a nod, Hobbes set off to slay those of his kin. Instantly, he struck at the neck of a white tiger. This tiger seemed to be from an arctic land an used its white fur as an active camouflage to hunt smaller animals such as rabbits and other rodents. However, it was blindsided by the massive Bengal Tiger that ripped out its throat within a matter of instant moments. Oboro grinned, proud of the beast Hobbes had become.
However, it was his turn to take on the summoner who seemed to be pumping out the tigers like there was no tomorrow. Even while in the line of sight of the Otokage, the person did not seem too threatened and continued their antics, seemingly unaware of their own demise which was soon to come. It was time to wrap all of this up quickly as Hobbes was already eliminating the tigers from left to right. Oboro reached into his pocket and pulled out a kunai, holding it in his teeth. He then performed the hand seals necessary to body flicker, allowing himself to bound towards the man summoning the mass amount of tigers, however, as his blade cut through the opponents throat, it became clear that it was indeed a woman and not a man. A beautiful woman at that. What a pity. However, as the woman fell, sop did the tigers, all fading one after another.
was an increasingly overwhelming problem dealing with some attackers in the village. These attackers were summoners, using animals made of chakra to do their bidding, releasing minor destruction to the land of
rice whenever the master pleased. However, as the leader of Otogakure, the Otokage had a responsibility to his people, allowing them a safe place to live for as long as he was able to protect the village. This would include his retirement. He would not allow any harm to come to
this place for as long as he was a member of it. Once he was gone, it would be up to those left behind to fill in the blank that he left behind. However, for now the burden was his to shoulder and he was ready to fight off any of those who would be foolish enough to try to attack the home that he held so dear to his heart. They would surely
pay for their crimes against the village hidden in sound and it would all start as he opened his eyes to the sounds of tigers attacking his front door, and by that he meant the gates of his village.
"Quick Hobbes! They've attacked in the middle of the night like a bunch of cowards!" With nothing on but a pair of boxer shorts that he had lying around, he ran out of the house, barely dressed yet ready to fight off the attackers. The person attacking was using tigers, the kin of that of his own pet. Hobbes himself was a Bengal Tiger yet would likely not show any mercy for his cousins as they attacked his home. If you thought the likes of the Uchiha were dangerous, you obviously haven't seen an infuriated tiger without the sense of empathy necessary to void other beings of eternal suffering. The tiger
himself had the innocence of the Tsukiyomi. Oboro pitied anyone who was foolish enough to intend the crossing of paths with the ferocious feline that lacked any decent sense of mercy. Hobbes only fought to kill these days, to taste the flesh of his victims. It seemed as if this issue began as he got a taste for human blood one day after biting Oboro playfully. Ever since, people had been turning up missing and bodies were stacking up outside the home of the Otokage. Oboro naturally had to assess the situation, punishing the big cat in all instances and forcing him to stop. However, once let loose, there would be no stopping the tiger unless the Uchiha himself gave the order. The tiger seemed to only obey him and Oboro could appreciate this aspect of his pet. He desired the undeniable and undivided loyalty of Hobbes.
So he and Hobbes set out, both naked aside from minimal clothing. Hobbes clothing was of course his fur while Oboro's was his boxer shorts. The gravel on the ground dug deeply into the soles of his feet as he ran, though he had grown used to the sensation of pain after so many years a shinobi. Each step he took was slightly smaller than that of most, however his foot speed was nowhere near the range of an average man. He ran nearly twice as fast as most, allowing his adrenaline to carry him the majority of the course before running up the gate walls with his chakra focused in his feet in order to maintain his balance while climbing vertically to get to the bandits that were currently invading the village that he loved so much. They were then able to jump directly off of the tip of the wall, hurdling toward the ground at rapid speeds. Oboro himself hit the ground with a roll allowing for the majority of the impact to be focused into the energy he was using to be propelled by the role. He stood and dusted himself off, watching as the feline bounded from the fifty foot drop, landing on two feet as any cat would in that situation. The beast managed to land without injuring itself, a feature that was praised by the Otokage, though not for long. The two had a mission to do and by god they would get it done with ease despite the effort that it would likely take. Though given the situation, it would take less than what would seem necessary. The tigers were all coming from a sgle direction, and in that direction, there was a man forming the same seal over and over again. Looking at his tiger and giving a nod, Hobbes set off to slay those of his kin. Instantly, he struck at the neck of a white tiger. This tiger seemed to be from an arctic land an used its white fur as an active camouflage to hunt smaller animals such as rabbits and other rodents. However, it was blindsided by the massive Bengal Tiger that ripped out its throat within a matter of instant moments. Oboro grinned, proud of the beast Hobbes had become.
However, it was his turn to take on the summoner who seemed to be pumping out the tigers like there was no tomorrow. Even while in the line of sight of the Otokage, the person did not seem too threatened and continued their antics, seemingly unaware of their own demise which was soon to come. It was time to wrap all of this up quickly as Hobbes was already eliminating the tigers from left to right. Oboro reached into his pocket and pulled out a kunai, holding it in his teeth. He then performed the hand seals necessary to body flicker, allowing himself to bound towards the man summoning the mass amount of tigers, however, as his blade cut through the opponents throat, it became clear that it was indeed a woman and not a man. A beautiful woman at that. What a pity. However, as the woman fell, sop did the tigers, all fading one after another.