* starter for : @rngku .
her gaze does not waver from the older boy before her . hazy irises pointedly scrutinize each & every inch of his appearance . shinobu notices his flame - like locks & his owl - like gaze / his tall stature & the way he confidently holds her own gaze . her brows furrow at how easy - going rengoku seems to be at the prospect of fighting her . a quiet hrmph escapes pursed lips , blowing air into her bangs .
the grip on her wooden bokken tightens as she awaits their trainer's call to action . she would be lying if she said she wasn't worried about losing . after all , it was only her poisons that have carried her this far . still , vigorous exercise routines with her eldest sister have done plenty to bulk up her petite frame . all she can do now is remember what she has been taught .
" ... best of luck to you , rengoku . " she says stiffly / overly formal .
