It was a wet day in the Land of Fire..

In the covert shadows of Konoha, an enemy spy found themselves captured by the vigilant forces of the Hidden Leaf Village. The captive sand shinobi, clad in the distinctive garb of Suna, stood stoically amidst the secure confines of a high-security detention facility, their expression betraying a mix of resilience and contemplation. The circumstances surrounding their imprisonment remained shrouded in secrecy, fuelling speculation among the Konoha populace about the implications of a Sunagakure presence within their walls. Interrogators worked diligently to extract information from the captive, seeking to unravel the mystery that led to this unexpected breach of security. As the winds of diplomatic tension swirled between the villages, the detained ninja became a silent emblem of the delicate balance between alliance and mistrust.

Konoha found itself at the cusp of transformative change, a pivotal moment echoing through the village like a gust of wind heralding a new season. The rhythmic pitter-patter of rain created a soothing melody that resonated throughout the vibrant greenery of Konoha’s surrounding forests. Despite the apparent stillness, there was a sense of life in the air, as the villagers navigated damp paths with umbrellas, and the occasional ninja could be seen gracefully moving through the rain, their movements enhanced by the slippery surfaces. As the sun began its descent on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the academy, the end of a rainy day brought a serene transformation to the school grounds. Puddles reflected the fading light like liquid mirrors, and the air was filled with the refreshing scent of damp soil and lingering moisture. Students, now released from their daily lessons, stepped outside, their footsteps creating a gentle symphony on the wet pavement.

Mu took his first step out of school and onto the wet streets of Konoha, [colour=965d27]“You hear that guys? The plants are happy - this is like dinner time for them!”[/colour] He said with a smile, hidden under the hood of a raincoat. He stretched out his hand to feel the droplets on his palm when a sudden rustle from a nearby tree alerted him.
[colour=ee6262]“Yes, Mu, we’re so happy, this rain is delicious - you should try it, open up.”[/colour] Said an unexpected voice.  A jet of water burst from the tree’s leaves and dowsed Mu in water, accompanied by a sinister laugh as Lin leapt from its branches. [colour=ee6262]“You happy now, Mu?”[/colour] He said, throwing a small cup onto the floor. [colour=ee6262][i]“This is like dinner time for them!”[/i][/colour] He continued, mocking Mu’s own voice. 

Mu picked the cup off of the floor, [colour=965d27]“you shouldn’t litter, Lin”[/colour] he said, frustrated with his classmate. [colour=965d27]“Anyway, how’s about we grab a bite to eat too!”[/colour] He continued, clearly not directed at Lin.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the village elders, there were more intruders, lurking in the shadows.