Thump-Thump-Thump. The sound of bones pounding against the wall was all that filled the small room. That is, until the clanking of a key in a lock and door's creak as it opened silenced the Thump-Thump-Thumping.
A young boy with long white hair, big blue eyes, and two small dots- symbolizing his clan- on his forehead sat pounding his own bone into the wall and carving a picture by doing so.
"Kimimaro… we need you, said a man with the same symbol on his forehead. The boy's eyes met his questioningly. The answer? A cold laugh.