It was a fine and cool day in Kumo, the wind was whistling in Yashiro's ears and the coolness of the clouds were only to die for, Yashiro was commanded to take care of borderlands patrol for the day, he then set himself up with a few new ninja tools and set out to the borderlands, slowly walking threw the streets of Kumo while also watching his surroundings quite closely, It was so peaceful right now, just to be able to watch the kids of Kumo just playing and running around, there had been no wars for a while so Kumo is pretty much at peace at the moment.
Yashiro then made it to the village gates, greeted his fellow brothers whom was guarding the gates, and firmly walk out and made his way to the borderland.
...Upon arrival at the borderland Yashiro came to notice a familiar face within the distance....
He then stepped up before the guy and surprisingly it was an old friend of his.
"Suzaku, Your name was mentioned in a Ninja meeting, and it appears that you have left Kumo and went Rogue, I was set on borderland patrol and was told to destroy anyone who even seemed to be a threat to the village or others allied to Kumo, so just to avoid trouble, I want you to rather come with me to Kumo and I will spare your life."