His heart had gone bitter, he had known this land had been defiled. Fishing no longer suited his desires. He felt a rage, cold as ice and harsh as the frosty winds he once watched over, deep within his soul and he would show his distaste to the current regime by making sure they fully understood who he was and what he had been. It was here on the boarder the man known as Aisu Caelum would wait. The chuunin walked through the gates of the leaf village, hoping that something would help subside his anger.
[exit]