Test of Will

The Falling Leaves
It was midday, with the sun obscured by silver clouds and slight drops of rainfall, signifying the start of such showers. Underneath these clouds was a forest, filled with trees that bore no difference to each other in the naked eye. Below the green leaves of the trees was a brown-haired young man with hazel eyes, clad in a black leather jacket and a grey undershirt which is neatly tucked in his black trousers. This young man kept looking on both right and left, as if he was looking for something or, in this case, someone. His eyes widened as he felt a chakra signature, and his shocked look turned into a rather happy grin as he sighed. "finally..." whispered the boy to himself, leaning against the tree whilst keeping track of this chakra signature.