Bao-yu poked her head out from behind the wall she had been hiding behind and smiled when she saw that she had no reason to be afraid. It was just Hitoshi. The young chinese girl had heard footsteps and grew nervous, so she hid. The poor girl always was hiding, never being the one to fight or speak out. She was a rather quiet, reserved girl. The only one in the village she truely trusted and opened up to was Hitoshi; he held a large spot in her heart. Slowly she stepped out and appraoched her friend. Her long black hair was done up into a braid that hung delicately over her shoulder, reaching just past her chest and her deep brown and hazel eyes lit up as she looked Hitoshi over.
"Is everything okay?" Bao-yu asked, her voice like silk over skin "Have the leaders made a decision yet?". Her eyes were bright with curiousity as she searched Hitoshi's eyes for answers. She knew deep down that nothing important probably happened yet, Hitoshi liked to come check on her a lot simply to see her and make sure she's okay, but her curiousity always forced her to ask him these sort of questions. She liked to stay inside, where she felt safe from those blood thirsty rebels, so she relied on Hitoshi to relay her information on the town. She balled up the hem of her little red kimono-like dress as she waited anxiously for Hitoshi's answer.