Noran VS Oriena

Noran trudged along the dirt path, he could tell that this particular one had been journeyed upon many times, probably by an infinite number of ninjas. Noran sighed... training was always a pain, yet the excitement of a new ninja, and the chance to learn even one new jutsu was always worth the wait. time consuming as it was, noran thought to himself, this whole ninja thing wasn't as bad as it seemed to be. the trees that surrounded Noran were lush with green a few kunai were strewn randomly through them, "looks like someone has been training" noran continued down his path focused solely on containing his chakra, noone would know if they were to walk by, that even this very moment his training was going on. noran continued to the end of his path, a litttle patch of light was peeking through the shrubs ahead, he assumed this ws the light reflecting of the pond ahead, a great place to continue his training. Noran stepped thourgh the shrubs into the light

Oriena was on a rare day off and took a little time to do a bit of training, catching up on her glass style techniques and keeping them as fresh as possible. Normally at this time, she was doing her rounds around the village to make sure everything was as it needed to be but the ANBU had a little time to herself. A bunch of targets were set up all around the area and she took the time to begin her session with a bit of target practice. Today, as opposed to her natural jean shorts and jean jacket, she wore black sweats and a black tank top to match, no ANBU mask was worn either. She had her eyes closed and spun in three rapid circles launching senbon made from glass, about six inches long and a half inch thick at the targets hitting the bullseye on all except for one, narrowly missing it by less than a millimeter to the left. It was her last launch that was off and was because she felt a presence from somewhere in the area, someone was approaching though she though of that as no excuse to lose focus. "Address yourself" she spoke aloud, now standing with her arms crossed and completely at an upright positioning.

Noran almost seemed to fall as he walked through the bushes, i hadnt known that another ninja was near by, it was most definitely because of how much concentration he had on his jutsu at the moment

Name: Earth Release: Hiding Like a Mole Technique
Rank: c
Element: earth
Description:
This technique changes earth into fine sand by channeling chakra into it, allowing the user to dig through it like a mole. While underground, one can sense
what is happening on the surface and use that information to launch a surprise attack on the enemy. One can also hide deep in the ground, escaping to a depth
where the enemy can't reach.

Name: walking puppet jutsu
Rank: b
Element: n/a
Description: the user remains underground and controls his puppet through the earth, the chakra strings are through the puppets feet so that enemies won’t detect that the puppet is a fake.


even if the ninja had great skill all they would see his puppet, one he might ad that looked identical to him, Noran pondered whether or not he should present himself or continue like this for the time, his puppet on top would suffice for now. as he approached the ninja Noran realized he knew nothing about the person, and he hoped she wasnt to hostile, although a little bit of training with his new techniques couldn't hurt could it?

Oriena watched as the boy continued to tread over to her and seemingly ignored her last question, something that did not go over to well with her. She repeated what she said however this time she was less than kind with her words to the young one, "Tell me who you are and what you want or I will hurt you". Her voice was calm yet stern and her gaze showed a transformation of her eyes to the first stage of her doujutsu, reflecting just how serious she was about the situation. No Nimakee was very kind when their training was interrupted and Oriena was no different, especially with the current circumstance of this being a rare day off for her. She continued to stand upright with her arms fold and a natural stare became a glare towards the individual making his way towards her. Her patience was running thin, kid or not, he would address the statement or proceed with a bout with her for intruding her space without having reason. A soft gust of air blew by and swung hair across her forehead protector, her sweats flapped with the wind as well and a couple of leave scrambled across the ground and through the air. The ANBU, once more, awaited.

Noran's puppet was dressed in a white silk pants and a matching shirt, black stripes went down both sides, of course the clothes loosely fit as to disguise any weapons or chakra strings that might otherwise be recognized. Noran heard a woman speak, but it was ever so softly for noran was safely at least 6 feet underground and couldnt even see the other ninja, without much effort noran forced his puppet to scratch his name into a nearby tree, talking through the puppet was a feat not yet mastered by noran. Noran wondered what she looked like, and how strong she was. maybe this little walk could turn out to be something of a exciting day afterall.

The strangeness of one scratching their name into a tree, Oriena didn't know what to think of it because it was truly an unorthodoxed aproach to answering a question. "Either this one is a mute or something else...maybe a mimicry technique or possibly a puppet...if it were a clone it would speak but thats only if the person had a voice" she thought to herself. "Do you not have a voice child? Can't you speak your name rather than writing it somewhere?" she asked him as she began to walk closer to the kid. She couldn't sense much chakra coming from the individual, but she did feel that there was definitely something up with him. She stuck out her hand and glass quickly molded in her hand and formed into a shurriken as she launched it at him to check the boys reflexes and get a feelng for his quickness and agility. With the other arm, she extended it and forming a fist, a long staff of glass formed in her hand and extended from her hand up and down. It was about 7 feet in length and she stood firm awaiting what the young one would do after an impromptu attack.