[He didn't get to leave the country often. He wasn't important enough to be needed outside of the country, and a family member of a daimyo was always a bounty target even when he didn't serve much purpose. He didn't fully grasp all of that, but he did understand that getting to visit Konoha was a new and amazing experience.
His mother had a meeting with the Daimyo of this land, but she'd sent him to the Konoha Academy (a place where ninjas trained to be ninjas, much like he studied books for politics, he supposed). It was nice to be out in the sun, without people hovering over him constantly worrying or scolding him. Watching other children about his age run around (wearing clothes one really could run in, unlike his robes), he hung back at the gates, golden brown eyes intent and curious.
His mother had suggested he go and get to know some of these ninja, people he might later recruit...but he wasn't certain how to. Should he ask what games they played?]
Kiri
[It had been a few years since his mother had first taken him out with her somewhere. It had been infrequent still, and ever since his eldest brother had fallen from the mountain and died she'd stopped taking him out at all (it was too dangerous, there were family members dying, and his father was stressing deeply enough that he might fall ill). This trip was undoubtedly because Kiri was so near to the Land of Noodles. He should treasure that, he knew, because any other outings were increasingly unlikely ever since another brother of his had eaten something bad and died overnight just the month before. If anyone else were to be harmed now...
He was quiet, studious, watching the village of Kirigakure with the same curious look as he had the other ninja villages, quietly encouraged to meet 'future employees'. Making friends wasn't likely, since he wouldn't be able to visit again...but it was still nice to be out of the palace, especially with the suffocating gloom that had fallen over it recently.
He wandered up to a fountain in the town and watched it curiously, as he thought over where he might go next.]
Xing-Shu | Age 7 - Konoha, Age 10 - Kirigakure| Land of Noodles prince
[He didn't get to leave the country often. He wasn't important enough to be needed outside of the country, and a family member of a daimyo was always a bounty target even when he didn't serve much purpose. He didn't fully grasp all of that, but he did understand that getting to visit Konoha was a new and amazing experience.
His mother had a meeting with the Daimyo of this land, but she'd sent him to the Konoha Academy (a place where ninjas trained to be ninjas, much like he studied books for politics, he supposed). It was nice to be out in the sun, without people hovering over him constantly worrying or scolding him. Watching other children about his age run around (wearing clothes one really could run in, unlike his robes), he hung back at the gates, golden brown eyes intent and curious.
His mother had suggested he go and get to know some of these ninja, people he might later recruit...but he wasn't certain how to. Should he ask what games they played?]
Kiri
[It had been a few years since his mother had first taken him out with her somewhere. It had been infrequent still, and ever since his eldest brother had fallen from the mountain and died she'd stopped taking him out at all (it was too dangerous, there were family members dying, and his father was stressing deeply enough that he might fall ill). This trip was undoubtedly because Kiri was so near to the Land of Noodles. He should treasure that, he knew, because any other outings were increasingly unlikely ever since another brother of his had eaten something bad and died overnight just the month before. If anyone else were to be harmed now...
He was quiet, studious, watching the village of Kirigakure with the same curious look as he had the other ninja villages, quietly encouraged to meet 'future employees'. Making friends wasn't likely, since he wouldn't be able to visit again...but it was still nice to be out of the palace, especially with the suffocating gloom that had fallen over it recently.
He wandered up to a fountain in the town and watched it curiously, as he thought over where he might go next.]