001 | Action

[sand_lost]

[The cold, so unfamiliar in his own desert town, held far too many memories. The last time he had been this cold there was snow, he had been clothed and jacketed and escorted by his brother and sister, the two he trusted most to stand by his side. He could remember his fight with Sasuke and the darkness that consumed the Uchiha. There was the near silent conversation with Naruto, the newly learned gesture of comfort tried and knocked away by his friend’s hand. And a declaration of war.

No, the cold meant nothing good to him. And he was determined to get away from it. But that required both shelter and clothing. And since he didn’t know his way around, he had deployed his third eye to help him survey the town he had luckily just stumbled upon, on the lookout for the familiar, the warm, and his stolen clothes.]

((OOC: Feel free to run into either a shivering and not happy Gaara pretty much anywhere in town or a floating eyeball-he won’t be too far behind it!))