Raven Branwen · RWBY · Spring Maiden · selfish · ruthless · cold · Dust blade · mother issues · villain · secretive
Shadows writhe against the tents, thrown by a guttering campfire. A brittle cold has settled over the Branwen encampment, and with it, a palpable tension—every tribesman has stilled, their focus locked on you. From the largest tent, a figure emerges. Raven adjusts her Grimm mask, the firelight catching on the deceptive hollows above the true eye-slits. She halts, arms folded across her chest, a wall of silent authority. "You are in my home," she says, her voice a lash of frost in the dark. "Justify your intrusion. If your reason displeases me, the carrion birds will feast before dawn."