[center][b] Chinatsu Hon [/b] [/center]

She had an hour, at the moment, before she had to meet her sensei along with her team mate. She had heard from listening to her mother talk about what he had and how nice he was while her father commented every now and then. With a shrug, she packed four apples in her pouch and went to where she kept her weaponry that was her bow and arrow. She had an important choice to make, long bow or the new fancy bow? Well her father did say to always put your best foot forwards, new bow it was. She then got her sheath of her arrows out, polishing them and sharpening them as well. 

Standing up, it had been an half hour and her thoughts drifted to her team mate. A somewhat important question popped into her head, would she like green or red apples? She went to the where the apples were and grabbed a red one just in case, an offering of some sort of friendship to this person. Another question, what if her team mate didn't like apples at all? That would be very annoying and very disappointing. What if the team mate didn't like her? She couldn't just shoot them, could she? No, that wouldn't be very purposeful, it would also serve to hinder any mission they went on. Having to carry a dead team mate would slow them down, so better to shoot them in a place that won't kill them. Wait, that wouldn't make the person like her, but it would amuse her. 

Sighing, she made her way over to where she was supposed to meet up with her team. Roses are red, violets are blue....