He let out a long whistle as he rounded the tree

"Hashirama's pet in Uchiha territory?"

You were stuck it seemed, between two trees. He did recognise you, one of Hashirama's subordinates. You worked closely under Hashirama as a...trainee medic he guessed. He had seen you on the battlefield, though he never bothered with finding out who you were. If he were being honest, he'd expected you to have died by now, medics didn't typically last long. Although...maybe your closeness to Hashirama may have been a cause - you'd make a good hostage.

The moonlight shone dimly, making his activated sharingan glow red in the dark as he watched you.

"Do you have a death wish, Senju?" He chuckled as he kneeled down, lifting up your chin