Brian
Mugen had a bit of a hard time making sense of his words, but eventually, thanks to his expert hearing, he succeeded. "**I am not too well-versed in medical-nin, but from what I know, a medic-nin guiding me to help you wouldn't be possible since, due to my current skill, the time it would take me to actually heal you would put you at risk of developing a complication in this otherwise minor condition you'd find yourself in**" He said. While he wasn't ready to actually treat the Inuzuka, but he'd watch as the medic-nin would do it.

And so, he delivered the Inuzuka to a healer promptly, naturally fast enough to avoid any serious damage development. As he imagined, he was scolded quite severely by the senior healer involved, but he didn't take it to heart. Not because it wasn't necessarily his fault, but rather because these things can happen in training. He knows that very well himself.

Watching over the healing procedure, Mugen would denote a thing or two he'd practice on at a later time, making him realize he was actually not far off of being at the stage of skillfully treating a person suffering from the same condition as the Inuzuka.

Now, he just needed to integrate this knowledge.
Dorothy
```This is a training ground```

"Raaaa! Ow that burns... Note to self, don't pick up a still slightly glowing kunai off the ground if you value the skin of your palms apparently." Azuku shook her hands free while hissing, trying to relax her hand from the burn while looking at the burning ground around her. While she normally would've been spending this time training with... She frowned, of course she couldn't, the worst part about this was she couldn't even ask for some stupid advice related to Shurikenjutsu, she was relying solely on her own skill and a bit of luck to not skewer and/or burn herself right now. She knew the parent jutsu behind this technique, she knew she had the knife skills to perform it... She just needed a bit more to go for on properly *Executing* This damn technique. Azuku sighed, grabbing several kunain in hand as she continued once more. 

This required one hand to complete... Which meant she had to learn real quick how to do this, as she kneaded the chakra in her gut, growing it, billowing it, letting it grow and bloom until it was white hot, the flames she was as always used to producing... Flames that sometimes caused more trouble than they were worth admittedly, but flames regardless! This was going to have to wait, perfecting the technique... Now she just needed to focus on increasing the speed of her jutsu slinging. Azuku fired off plume after plume of fire, pushing outwards flames that dried the air around her, causing the heat to permeate, which in turn caused her cloak to stick to her now sweaty skin, and despite being rather exhausted, she continued onwards, *Boom, boom, phoooooosh*. Each time the flames coming just a moment faster, requiring one hand seal less, and pulling just a bit more of her chakra and causing her to really feel the exhaustion.

It was after a solid hour of this that Azuku began to feel that dreadful dregging feeling in her stomach, when your guts pulled inwards because your chakra ran so low your body scraped every usable source to finish the technique you were demanding of it. She huffed once more, pushing herself forward until, without a single handseal, a brilliant plume of flames overtook the air once more, leaving the girl satisfied... As she decided to fall back with a huff, letting herself relax finally. This was becoming an irksome thing, no matter what, she seemed to be exhausted and drained after any amount of real hard work... Maybe she should consider focusing on her internal capacities... She knew the limits of her bodies stamina, but she could *Feel* There being more to her chakra than she was currently working on... Oh well, that was an issue for future Azuku, wasn't it? Maybe she could practice on making some of those fancy chakra pills that Hiroki seemed to always have on him, surely those would help alleviate at least *Some* Of the issues she was experiencing...
Donald
```This is Sun River```

Sen was jogging alongside the Sun River. It was early in the morning; the sun had barely risen above the horizon. He seemed to raise his head closing his eyes to drink in the sunlight on his skin. He seemed like he wasn't breaking a sweat at the pace he had set for this run. Which he wasn't. He was a strong and durable boy who spent most of his day training these days.

Running alongside him seeming to have a harder time keeping up was his ninken Hideaki. These would be a juxtaposition. Most of the time it should be the dog outrunning the master with the master struggling to keep up. The ninken barked in seeming annoyance at the reversal of roles and the boy turned smiling. "Come on Hideaki. Just gotta finish a little bit more... And there we go we made it to the tree!"

The ninken collapsed under the tree panting as the young boy pulled out a collapsible bowl and a water bottle for the dog pouring some water for him while he rested, "Alright take a quick break and then we'll get up and continue the run!"