Look Alive, Sunshine [Shiro]

The Aburame clan compound was neither massive nor overly grand, though it did contain a nice, quiet aesthetic. It did not sprawl or consume half the village, as the Senju compound did, but it was of a rather nice size, all things considered, and Kamakiri was given pretty much free reign of the whole place by virtue of his birth. The second son of the clan, while not destined for leading the bunch, was still given great privilege, and so he found himself waiting, as always, on his lunatic older brother, Shiro. The pair had what equated to a standing training date at this location, simple spars and learning of clan techniques, and the older of the two never arrived on time. Kama sighed to himself, already his blood pressure rising with his annoyance. While his brother was always late, Kama was always aggravated by it, and he had a moment in which he could not decide which of the two was more insane.

Still, the scenery was nice, at the very least. The place was lightly wooded with trimmed greenery growing right next to many of the buildings. Insect burrows of all sorts existed scattered across the place, some high up in the trees and some deep beneath the ground. It was a good place to train or simply relax in peace, the fellow clan members who occasionally came all passing in silence. Aside from Shiro, the Aburame were not a loud or boisterous people, which pleased Kamakiri as a person who preferred not speaking if he could help it. He watched a spider spin a web for a time, musing at it idly. He felt, as much as he was capable, at peace. Rage still boiled just beneath his skin, a deep seated anger that did not quite make it to full hatred, but for now it was farther away than normal. His brother, if he chose to show up, would doubtlessly change this. He flexed his hands a bit, calming himself as the minutes wore on waiting for Shiro.