On a search for allies .. or eniemes

As a new day started Haru woke up to a beautiful morning. He had been living in his homemade camp outside of the leaf for a while . Yawning and scraping the dirt off of his clothing and out of his hair. He grabbed hold of his sword witch had been saftly kept next to Haru right side. Standing up to a full posture he turned to his side were he had kept a fire going for about 7 hours. Strenching out the last of his sleepy muscles he reached into a sac that was inside of his robe. When his hands cam back out there was nothing , but .. crumbs ? Haru had ran out of food the previous night . He took some time to hide his makeshift camp and began walking towards the leaf village in a hope to find a lost traveller .. or maybe .. a shinobiAll he knew was that he needed food and taking it from someones could dead hands sounded like chrismas day to Haru.