Hunted

                                    

                                          
A/N 
Fore warning in case people did not read the bio properly, please do. 
I get very.....TMI at times and want people to be aware it will pop up again in the future. 
Be warned home slices
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Days of traveling passed. Going as fast as their body's allowed them, trying not to take too many brakes. Their healing injuries helping slow them down.
They were half way if Shota estimated correctly. The snow was fully gone and the forest getting slightly thicker, though the trees were not as high as home. They had passed a few small villages and settlements they nicked small bits of food from. Once they were secretly fed by a granny that noticed them eating behind her house. 'Dropping' a scarf with bread and onigiri in it. They villages around were neutral in all stances but children were still children. 
Shota left the few coins he had in the scarf when they left.
They started getting to thicker forest when they realized they were being tracked. 
Squad incoming from North. Three. All suppressing chakra, they want the drop. Gaining quick.
With their injured self's that was not hard. Like wolves on deers with broken legs.
Shota relayed the message and helped the other two up the trunks of the trees. Hitting the dirt with a wind jutsu which broke up the marks on the ground. 
They managed to hide just before the squad got to their location. Kumo-nin. The familiar white armour standing out slightly in the green and brown forest. 
Shota and the other two were up in the foliage win their dark uniforms, hidden by the setting suns shadows.
The three all wore the uniform slightly different. A woman and two men. 
The woman had a high brown ponytail with two spiky bangs that reached her shoulders. Snow pale skin and sharp brown eyes. More armour on her arms and shins, allowing for more flexibility in her main body. She had a kunai ready with some tags on it. Could be an explosive. 
The tallest man had white hair. Short and buzzed. Chestnut brown skin and similar sharp brown eyes to the woman but with a scar going over them and into his hair. His armour was localized around his chest and arms. A bruiser. His hands were wrapped and he had no visible weapons on him.
The third and last was the shortest but seemed to be the leader. Darker brown hair than the woman that spiked upwards. Ice blue eyes. He had pale skin too but it was more sickly looking. Ashen. A short sword on his waist. Armour around his torso and legs. Arms completely bare save a pair of gloves. 
All three of their village headbands were round their biceps.
They stoped on edge bellow them. Seeing the loss of a trail.
Shota only had a few seconds at worst before they were found. 
Shit- more!
More noise came the direction of travel and a few more groups of kumo-nin stopped a bit behind the group tracking.
Shota gave a signal before moving above the new comers carefully. A few seconds pass and Kenta and Yumi dropped down onto the original three. 
Having the element of surprise, and now a distraction, Shota dropped on the new commers. A wide spread wind jutsu knocked over the ones directly bellow and he started to take them out quick. 
Arteries were his best friend.
Movements bordering desperate as he quickly dispatched and countered multiple jutsu and attacks aimed at him.  He was grateful for the first time in his life he was short. Small frame made for a harder target. Especially when he was moving quick and randomly from one target to the next.