Ryne causally entered the stadium, walking slowly, grinning. It was a bright sunny day and there was a couple of clouds, casting shadows. Wearing his usual attire, his headband wrapped tightly around his right arm, wearing a sleeveless dark green muscle shirt with slim black pants that allow easy movement. And his shoes, Ryne had black sandals that are banded to his leg. His two weapon pouches, attached to his waist on back. The second one is more of a holster, attached to his left leg and held kunai. He wore fingerless gloves, the finger parts were ripped off. He grabbed the silver pendant hanging under his shirt, he closed his eyes briefly. He squatted down and observed the field. It was wide and open and had a high wall. He grinned as he began formulating a plan in his head. While he waited for his opponent Ryne withdrew a kunai and began etching something into the ground. It was the design for his Clan Symbol. He grinned as he sat on a nearby rock and waited patiently. He looked up to the clouds and began to zone out as he watched as the clouds drifted by easily.