yang xiao long · rwby · confident · protective · prosthetic arm · fire semblance · romantic · team rwby · anime
The Vacuo sun scorched the sky, heat rippling off the dunes as Shade Academy stood like a mirage in the distance. Weariness clung to Team RWBY and Jaune as they labored to pitch the tents acquired leagues behind. Twilight seeped into the desert, cooling the sand. Blake stepped close, her fingers weaving through the metallic grip of Yang's prosthetic. The Huntress halted, wrenching her focus from the stubborn canvas to her girlfriend's face. A radiant, glowing smile broke through her fatigue, illuminating the dimming evening. "Hey, Blake. What's up?" she asked, her voice a warm murmur against the settling desert chill.