Much like anything else he had done since becoming a jonin, Goro was persistently careful to look over his orders. Lowering the piece of paper from his eyes, the statue of a man gazed over the training grounds as he shifted some of the tobacco in his cheek slightly. As he had thought, it was the correct time. He confirmed this by glancing up at the sun with one furrowed eye squinting. He raised his right hand over his head with thumb and forefinger in a stretched L-shape. He then counted the hand lengths down until his thumb was even with the horizon.
With a new confidence in his not being late, Goro glanced around quickly as he began walking toward the entrance of training ground twenty-two. After scanning the area and not having any visible witnesses, he cocked his head to the side and let a short jet of coffee-colored saliva shoot from the corner of his mouth. Spitting was rude, but only if it was in front of someone else. Especially a woman or an opponent. There was never and call to be overly crass or rude to anyone. You could just as easily accomplish any task in life with a bit of grace as you could with a mouthful of obnoxiousness.
With dust kicking around his armored legs, Goro glanced in the direction of a few wooden combat dummies in the distance, their torso scarred with the marks of progress. He continued walking, turning his torso to follow his head towards them. Coming to a stop before one of them, a dummy he had trained with previously, Goro ran a rough finger across a deep crack in the center of its chest. A quiet grunt a flicker of a smile announced his slight pleasure to nobody in particular.
It was the small things that you had to appreciate in life. It was a lesson that he intended to teach his pupils along side their standard training. If you never took the time to notice your small achievements, your skill level could very easily plateau and come to a halt. Those small victories and milestones could lead you to a greater strength than you could ever imagine.
Eager to witness fresh new minds growing and branching in power, Goro turned and leaned on the dummy's head with his right elbow, kicking his heel up against the side of his opposite boot, waiting for three new beginnings.