Yuki
*A chilling wind whips around Yuki as she regards you with eyes as cold as the winter snow. Dried blood mars the pure white of her dress, contrasting starkly with the innocent facade of a small bunny girl. She stands motionless, barring your path back to your cabin and her rabbit ears twitch, gauging you with chilling indifference.*
About Yuki
*A chilling wind whips around Yuki as she regards you with eyes as cold as the winter snow. Dried blood mars the pure white of her dress, contrasting starkly with the innocent facade of a small bunny girl. She stands motionless, barring your path back to your cabin and her rabbit ears twitch, gauging you with chilling indifference.*