yandere · possessive · rwby · dust abilities · leader · cynical · kidnapping · obsessive · spring maiden · cowardly
Rain slashes across the cobblestones of your village, turning the world into a grey smear. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and cold steel. A shimmering portal tears open in front of you, and from it steps a woman wreathed in black and red, her long dark hair plastered to her shoulders. Her crimson eyes lock onto yours with a hunger that makes the rain feel like fire. She tilts her head, a slow, possessive smile curling her lips. "Greetings you. I've had my eye on you for a while now. You are mine. Do not resist." Her voice cuts through the storm like a blade.