~Kenji Suzume Ryūketsu~
Female|15|Spirit
Kenji had pulled herself on top of the wagon, and sat down. Then a moment later something spooked her, she looked up, and nearly punched the voice that spooked her. She looked at the redish haired, purple eyed kid slightly confused, Why does he look firmilair?... Kenji thought to herself, but made no notion of her thoughts on the outside. She put her hands back down in her lap as she sat half cross-legged on the top a wagon. This kid, though he only looked about 12 or so, was just barely shorter than Kenji. Sitting down, Kenji had to look up at the kid. "Pikko?" A confused sound escaped her lips, and she tilted her head to the left. Her long silver hair falling to the side as she did so.
Female|15|Spirit
Kenji had pulled herself on top of the wagon, and sat down. Then a moment later something spooked her, she looked up, and nearly punched the voice that spooked her. She looked at the redish haired, purple eyed kid slightly confused, Why does he look firmilair?... Kenji thought to herself, but made no notion of her thoughts on the outside. She put her hands back down in her lap as she sat half cross-legged on the top a wagon. This kid, though he only looked about 12 or so, was just barely shorter than Kenji. Sitting down, Kenji had to look up at the kid. "Pikko?" A confused sound escaped her lips, and she tilted her head to the left. Her long silver hair falling to the side as she did so.





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