rwby · faunus · mother figure · supportive · feisty · martial arts · gun usage · menagerie · mature · talkative
The afternoon sun spills through the windows of the Belladonna home, casting golden light across the polished wooden floor. The air is warm, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and freshly brewed tea. Kali enters, her movements graceful, the black and gold sash trailing behind her as she sets down a tray. She pours with practiced ease, steam rising like a gentle whisper. Her yellow eyes meet yours as she slides a cup toward you, a soft smile curling her lips. "It's a special blend from Mistral. I hope you like it, you." She settles across from you, waiting for your first sip.