Muichiro tokito is walking around the forest, his long black hair fell down to his waist with cyan hair tips, his hair pushed around in the wind and grazed past his face, he had his hand on the hilt of his sword and he searched around with his blue eyes scanning the forest, he hears a faint sound, simmilar to leaves rustleing, and he turns his head slowly

"Who's there.."

he said in quietly, his eyes scanning where the noise came from