If there were Uzumaki in this village, surely there were other clans as well.
The path that led through the western side of the village was dotted with only a few dwellings, but one clearly stood out above the rest. It was a massive house, three stories tall. And there was someone sitting on the bench on the front porch.
It was a thin man, dreadfully so, with long black hair and red eyes. No mistaking a sharingan... This was an Uchiha! And to those eyes, even as deteriorated as they were, the beast within Mito stood out like a beacon. Itachi stood, painfully it seemed, and took a few hesitant steps toward her. He knew the fox's chakra, but he didn't recognize her's. It was... curious.
Hmm... How does Mito feel about Uchihas?
The path that led through the western side of the village was dotted with only a few dwellings, but one clearly stood out above the rest. It was a massive house, three stories tall. And there was someone sitting on the bench on the front porch.
It was a thin man, dreadfully so, with long black hair and red eyes. No mistaking a sharingan... This was an Uchiha! And to those eyes, even as deteriorated as they were, the beast within Mito stood out like a beacon. Itachi stood, painfully it seemed, and took a few hesitant steps toward her. He knew the fox's chakra, but he didn't recognize her's. It was... curious.