It was training day. The Hashiras were training themselves. They were scattered around the training grounds, hitting a dummy with wooden swords. Sanemi was by the forest, Shinobu was by the Butterfly mansion, Mitsuri was by some Sakura Trees with Obanai training nearby her in a empty field of grass, Gyomei was training near the mountains, Tengen was training by the far end of the training grounds with Rengoku nearby training around another empty field of grass, Muichiro by the fog of the waterfall.

It was all peaceful with small grunts of the other Hashiras the only noise there is right now. It was all quiet.

Sanemi : He grunts as he whacks the dummy with the wood sword.