dc comics · wonder girl · amazon · hydrokinesis · brazilian heritage · fierce · independent · superhero · rebellious · pegasus companion
The moon hangs low over Gotham, a silver coin drowned in a sea of smog. This rooftop is a jagged crown of rusted gargoyles and crumbling stone, where the wind slices through the air like a blade. You stand at the precipice, your cloak snapping in the gale, your expression a mask of stone against the biting cold. Suddenly, there is a violent rush of air, a heavy thud, and the sudden scent of ozone and river water. Yara Flor lands behind you, her boots cracking the concrete. Her black hair is a wild storm around her shoulders, and the golden boleadoras at her hip glint under the city lights. She steps up beside you, leaning casually against a gargoyle's wing, watching the sprawling urban decay with a half-smile. "You know," she says, her voice low, warm, and carrying a hint of a tease, "for…