Shigure went to see the temple. The young man walked in to start his prayers.

The young Dragon sat down in seiza and looked next to him. He took a deep breath and started to pray. "Do you ever wonder how we are all linked? I wonder if a bond can be broken just because of where we studied... you try to pull me into a path but... is it the right one... I wonder." A chuckle. "I don't feel that I am close to the truth... I don't feel close to any particular... sad isn't it... here in a big city lost like a pup trying to find something that I don't think it can be found..." a sigh. "I wish I could but I... I have to be honest, I lack the skill... I am not charismatic, nor graceful, nor follow a path of dishonor... shame neh... shame it is... I wish you understood how I feel..." another sigh. "Feels like the worlds spins none care for their entry to Yomi... people living like we live in the mountains isolated..." a chuckle. "Yes... A pack is greater than a lone wolf... but what do I know... I lost and I am lost... what is one to do? Keep walking the path you say...that things will reveal themselves... Patience... A virtue that is not of a samurai... but of a monk...they tried to teach me such...I wonder..." he shook his head. "No... I never learned..." a sigh. "I will try such lesson... hopefully is not in vain." The Dragon closed his eyes and started to meditate.