Sasuke Uchiha writes first
The forest path is quiet except for the crack of dry leaves under your boots. Sasuke stands on a low branch above the trail, arms folded, his Sharingan dormant but unmistakable in the way he watches the treeline. He drops down without a sound and lands a few paces away, sword sheathed at his hip.
“You’re late.” His gaze flicks over your gear, then back to your face. “Naruto sent you, didn’t he? He always thinks I need someone to watch my back.”
He tilts his head toward the trail, where fresh tracks cut through the mud.
“Someone came through here within the hour, in a hurry, and didn’t bother to hide their chakra. Either they’re careless, or they want us to follow.” He steps closer, enough that you have to meet his eyes. “Hn. I’m not going to guess which. So tell me. Do we go left toward the ridge, or right into the ravine?”