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[h3][color=red]D A I K I.[/color][/h3][/center] 
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	[b]I[/b]n the midst of meditation, his ears began to pick up small sounds. The creaking of grass beneath stealthy steps, the all too quiet sound of clothes rubbing against each other. His fingers twitched on his knees as his eyes opened in acknowledgment. He had been far from the others, so it was possible a enemy was attempting to pick him off. 

	[b]A[/b]drenaline pumped through his veins. The slight possibility of a battle pounding his heart. When the crimson-haired ninja who blocked his blade stepped into view, Daiki looked up at him with a not-so obvious annoyance. He stood up while the guy spoke of the stars and moon.

	[color=red] “[b]G[/b]et to the point,”[/color] he demanded. 

	[b]T[/b]he ninja's armor-clad dog touched his leg, rubbed up against it with the indiscriminate love of friendly pet. Daiki crouched down and fixed pieces of its clanking armor, arranging it with more organization than she had. [color=red] “[b]D[/b]on't own this part of the forest. You can stay if you want, just don't make much noise. I didn't come here for a [i]conversation[/i].”[/color] He looked beyond the physical dog in front of him and stared dully into the space between his fingers. [color=red] “[b]I[/b] came for … peace.”[/color]

	[b]W[/b]ith that said, he gingerly shooed the dog back to her owner and re-positioned himself back in his mediation stance. It was noticeably different now that knew someone else was there.