A Hunt Commenced; Allies Inbound? [Open]

Violent winds carry leaves vibrantly so, as the branches of many a tree intertwine amongst one another. Bearing the weight of this phenomenon that plagued the forest did the trees bend and sway to the power of almighty gusts. Such conditions made travel rather difficult for the ordinary; yet, the valiant soul pushed forwards with great diligence as the force of his weight forces yet another limb to give way under the pressure of his movements. He was nearing the destination at a rapid pace in hopes that the perilous storm brewing could be avoided. Although, it would appear that upon exiting the forests there was yet another disturbance ahead. The dirt roads that his feet gently land upon had previously became the product of a dust storm, and so the man would bring the scarf around his neck to form a mask of sorts.

The Shinigami had finally ventured to the 53rd district, albeit during one of the heaviest storms he’d witnessed in quite some time. Nonetheless he could not turn back at this point, for returning empty handed after such a long travel would be much more than simply looked down upon. It would surely prove difficult though, to find such a target within the midst of such madness, as even the citizens themselves had since retreated to their homes or shacks alike. There was no use trying to track anything at this point either, leaving hitsuyona back at square one as he strolls onwards along the dirt trail accompanied by nothing more than the vagueness that had suddenly appeared to be a ghost town. “Just where are you hiding?”