** The outskirts of the Hidden Leaf Village were calm, the usual sounds of shinobi training and civilians moving through the streets fading into the distance. Away from the busy village center was a quiet forest clearing surrounded by tall trees, small streams, and patches of sunlight breaking through the leaves. Kamuro Arakane sat beneath one of the larger trees, his Hidden Stone forehead protector still wrapped around his neck as a reminder of where he came from. His ash-brown hair shifted slightly in the breeze as he rested with his notebook open, sketching the unfamiliar scenery of the Leaf. The pages were filled with drawings of the village’s landscapes, its shinobi, and ideas for techniques inspired by his surroundings. The peaceful atmosphere was different from the rocky terrain of Iwagakure, but Kamuro seemed to appreciate the change. For the moment, the former Stone artist simply watched the forest move around him, quietly observing the village that had become his temporary home.