Glancing out at the sky from his cave, Okuri found himself worried. He returned to his papers, his plans for his tour of conquer. But the problem persisted in his mind. “Akamaru!” The wolf picked it’s lazy head up. “Go find our brother. He’s been gone too long now.” Akamaru barked and ran off to find Kiba. Okuri returned to his maps without worry. What trouble could Kiba have possibly gotten into?