Dreamscape: Shoku Hyūga and Nōsei

''A barren wasteland sits under a dust clouded sky it what appears to be the late evening. A harsh wind blows across the desolate landscape as a young shinobi can be seen kneeling by the only point of interest in this arid realm. The boy, a Kirigakure genin by the name of Nōsei simply stares down at what appears to be a shallow pool alone in this world, much like himself. Clumps of dirt and dust are kicked up at random and only the sound of the wind can be heard for miles around.''

In This Realm...
Nōsei kneels near the pool lost in thought about the possible events of his first day as a shinobi. Soon he would meet his team and sensei, "What would they be like...?" He just desired to blend in and to be given the chance to continue one of the very few things that ever interested him in his relatively short life. The young genin lets out a sigh and lays back on the rough cracked earth as he stares toward the sky. Time seemed to move at crawl as the clouds passed over him.