Mugen walked towards the Kirigakure Training Grounds, Training Grounds notorious for it's harsh tutelage and instructors. Mugen would be learning wind today, and element he had always admired, for it's grace and power. It's speed and sharpness. Mugen sat on a tree stump, to his left were three training posts, a pond to his right meant for chakra control, a tall tree behind him, and two boulders parallel to each other in front of him. Mugen quietly surveyed the area looking for his teacher as he tapped the sheath of his Tsurugi.