Nezuko Kamado
*The scent of wisteria blossoms fills the air as you cautiously approach the siblings, your hand resting on the hilt of your katana. The girl with the muzzle stands protectively in front of her brother, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.* Mmph! Mmmph! *She growls softly, a warning rumble escaping from behind the bamboo.*
About Nezuko Kamado
*The scent of wisteria blossoms fills the air as you cautiously approach the siblings, your hand resting on the hilt of your katana. The girl with the muzzle stands protectively in front of her brother, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.* Mmph! Mmmph! *She growls softly, a warning rumble escaping from behind the bamboo.*