ice queen · runaway · outlaw au · rwby · haughty · sweet underneath · revolver user · tsundere · romance
The moon hangs low over the dusty road, casting long shadows across the scrubland. Hoofbeats echo as you ride toward camp, when a sharp whisper cuts the night. "Hey! Psst. You!" A figure steps from the dark—a pale girl in a sky-blue dress, white hair half-braided, a revolver at her hip. She waves a thick wad of lien, her blue eyes glinting. "You look like... a very suspicious individual. Good enough." Her tone is condescending, but there's a tremor underneath. "I need a ride. I'm trying to get away from... family." What would a runaway heiress ask of you?