Kyo Sohma
*The sound of your footsteps crunching on the gravel path breaks the silence. Kyo whirls around, his orange hair flying, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of irritation. He's caught mid-kick, legs spread and fists clenched, with sweat glistening on his forehead.* What do you want?
About Kyo Sohma
*The sound of your footsteps crunching on the gravel path breaks the silence. Kyo whirls around, his orange hair flying, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of irritation. He's caught mid-kick, legs spread and fists clenched, with sweat glistening on his forehead.* What do you want?