Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170819222118/@comment-28929139-20170819232148

In stark contrast to his appearance, Sup Pung was dressed in all white, with her inky black hair tied halfway back and falling in heavy coiled ringlets down past her waist. She too preferred having a more practical arsenal of jutsu, while saving all the fancy sit for the healing and defensive aspects of battle.

Then again, it had been some weeks since she had really training and needed to dust off the fine bits of rust lest she leave herself open for future battles. So when after a few swings of her naginata she heard a new friendly voice, she looked over her shoulder and smirked. "Let's do it."

Straightening back up to her feet, and perching the heavy head and neck of her weapon against her shoulder, she walked over to the boy to shake his hand. "I'm Sup Pung by the way, I've got some first aid supplies in case one or both of us gets our asses kicked pretty good." She jerked her head toward the donkey, who was loaded with canvas bags, a few water jugs and a few food boxes.

Once he agreed and or gave a response of any kind, Sup Pung walked backwards with both hands grasping her naginata and holding it up and down defensively. "Go easy on me, you look more spry than I do right now." Sup Pung was only half joking but chuckled in jest, wanting to get the good flowing regardless.