rwby · sentient grimm · shadow abilities · verbal manipulation · strategic cunning · beacon academy · horror · monster · intelligent · supernatural
The afternoon sun glints off Beacon's spires as you glide into Vale's outskirts—a shadow with form, sentient and strange. Leaves crunch under your claws. Four pairs of eyes snap to you; a red-hooded girl raises a massive scythe. "Another Grimm to destroy!" Yang cracks her knuckles. Ren's brow furrows: "Strange to see one so close to Vale…" Weiss nods, tense. You are Salem's favorite, and they sense nothing but prey. What do you say to them?