[b][center]Kumori Yotsuki
Kumogakure Genin
Team 5[/center][/b]

A man with violet eyes and hair as white as snow watched a boy with similar features. The man's soft eyes watched as his son meditated on a rock in the center of a shallow stream, running just a few feet from their home. A woman with dark brown eyes and hair wrapped an arm around his shoulders and whispered into his ear, "Agi, he's asleep again." 

The man looked closer at his son, noticing how he was bent over slightly and beginning to tip to one side. Her sensing was as good as ever. Laughing, the man hugged his wife and said back, "So he is. Do we let him sleep? He's been at it for hours today, and it's only morning."

"He deserves it, but he can't today. In an hour he's supposed to meet with his new team leader and teammates." The woman made a handseal, and a wave of water came down the stream, knocking Kumori off his rock and into the cold water. "Don't want him to be late for an important day."

...

"I'm late I'm late I'm late!" Kumori raced down the steep slope at reckless speed, not wanting to be the last one to show up to meet his teammates. First impressions were important. The path took a sudden turn, following the edge of the cliff, and Kumo almost ran right off the edge. At the last second, he fell backwards, stabbed a kunai into the ground, and slingshotted around to follow the path. No way was he going to slow down, that wouldn't be as fun, or get him there as soon. 

A minute later, a young boy with white hair and the violet eyes of his father burst into the clearing of the training field and, barring some amazing reaction speed, ran right into the only possible thing he could have run into: his new teammate who had arrived before him. "Hiya! Kumori Yotsuki is present!" Kumo waved energetically at his teammate, despite already being far inside his bubble of personal space. Kumo hadn't seen the young man sitting atop the rock nearby, so he assumed that the slightly older Genin before him was his teacher.