Griffin had been doing his rounds around the village. He walked around the village daily, it was a good way to get fresh air and check on the village at the same time. It was a somewhat warm day in the Hidden Mist Village, humid as ever but it still felt nice to get out into the sun.
Griffin came to the edge of one of the largest of the many lakes and ponds in and around the village. Stepping out onto the water he decided to cut across rather than walk around the lake. After a minute or two of walking he noticed a lone figure out on the lake. Griffin began to walk a little faster, realizing that this was a new face to him. A possible enemy? Or just a traveler. Being the Head Anbu, a job which made him suspicious of anyone and everyone, Griffin's instincts told him it was most likely the first of the two.