When Push Comes to Shove

It was a time of desperation. An Iwagakure shinobi carrying a scroll with the secrets to their kinjutsu had been ruthlessly slaughtered by an opposing Konoha nin, leaving his corpse behind within a forest along with the treasure. As far as both sides were concerned, however, there had been no man left standing, only a grave left to be robbed. Now, two teams were rushing from either side to collect their prize; from the east came Kiritsu Inuzuka, a genin who had defected from his own team after his nose had caught trace of the corpse, leaving behind his peers and even his own sensei. From the west came Daichi Hayato, a chunin level shinobi poised on preventing the secrets of his village from being exposed to a conflicting nation. With the stakes set high, the two shinobi were set to clash, each looking at one another from the branch of opposing trees. On the ground beneath them sat the scroll, tainted in blood.

"Inuzuka Kiritsu, genin of Team Eleven," Kiritsu stated, introducing himself. A small dog sat atop his head, keeping its prey within sight.