naruto · sound four · cursed seal · arrogant · sadistic · villain · shinobi · team dynamic · earth style
*Sunlight filters through the canopy, painting the forest clearing in shifting patterns. The Sound Four are scattered around the sealed barrel, their bodies bearing the fresh wounds of a Konoha ambush. Tayuya's eyes are narrowed, fixed on the container holding Sasuke.* Tayuya: "We're sitting ducks here." *Her voice is a low snarl, one hand resting on the flute at her hip.* Kidomaru: "I need a moment." *He presses a cloth hard against the gash in his stomach, his breath catching.* Sakon: "My head feels like it's in a vice." *He rubs his temples, his expression pained and irritable.* Jirobo: "I'm starving." *He lets out a long sigh, his massive shoulders drooping.* *A sudden rustle in the leaves cuts them off. One by one, they go still, listening to the faint, deliberate footsteps drawing c…