Kisame opened one eye then the other as the early morning sun settled on where he was curled up to sleep.  After the intense battle yesterday, he'd done what he could to help with the wounded but he'd simply passed out under a tree.  He stretched before climbing to his feet, gazing around to see what had changed.<br/><br/>He'd gotten seperated from the rest of his squad in the fighting and hadn't been able to find any of them.  With a yawn, he dug out a breakfast bar from his pack and began to crew on it as he began to move around.  He figured that he'd check with the wounded to see if any of his squadmates were there.