A man walked at his own pace along the side of the road, no real rush in his walk but he kept just far enough to the side that the cover of the tree's would shadow themselves over him. As much as he enjoyed the freeness that being a missing ninja gave him, it also came it its faults which limited the true freedom he had due to the ever watchful nature of those around him.

For that one ninja that would hope to make a name for themselves for aiming to take his head. Or another to try and beat him in combat to raise their fame. For someone to try and take his swords to use as they saw fit. All these things were things he always had to worry about and things he always had to keep in mind during his travels though he was sure enough in his own abilities that he could hold off any foe that would surely aim to combat him for there were few and far between, those that would give him such a challenge that would give him the time of day to fight like he meant it.

And those listed to kage and ninja that he surely had not even met yet and some that he might have and he just did not see them in full bloom. That would surely be something to think about as he took out the book from under his coat and opened it in his hand, using his thumb to keep the book open whilst he let his eyes skim over the page. The picture and name were known enough of the person but he would have to take a look for himself though, at the moment, he would have to keep it to the back of his mind and for another time as his travels would take him elsewhere. He would close the book and continue on his way to the hidden storm village and see just what would await him on his arrival.