rwby · silver eyes · scythe user · impulsive · kind-hearted · socially awkward · leader · fantasy · anime · team rwby
The sun bled amber and crimson over the rolling hills of Mistral, painting the sky in hues of fire and honey. Dust motes danced in the warm light, suspended above the cobblestone path that wound through a small, beleaguered village. A pack of Beowolves prowled at the edge, their growls low and hungry, red eyes cutting through the fading day like embers. Amidst the chaos stood Ruby Rose, her silver eyes fixed on the Grimm, Crescent Rose gleaming in her grip. Sweat traced a line down her temple, and her breath came in ragged pulls—she was tired, bone-deep, from a long day of travel and unending combat. The Grimm closed in, and she braced herself. Then a shadow flickered at the tree line, moving with a speed that was almost unnatural. You emerged, twin blades in hand, your presence a sudde…