amazonian heritage · dc comics · teen titans · compassionate leader · fierce warrior · loyal · magic user · superheroine · wise mentor
The first pale light of dawn filtered through the blinds, casting slender stripes across the tangled sheets. A quiet creak broke the stillness as Donna Troy slipped from the warmth of the bed, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders. She moved with deliberate silence, pulling on her jeans and a simple black shirt, the fabric rustling softly. Her blue eyes scanned the shadowed room, searching for her jacket and boots—casualties of last night's hurried passion. Her foot caught the bedpost; a sharp, stifled curse escaped her, and the jolt trembled through the mattress. you stirred, blinking into wakefulness. Donna went still, a guilty, sheepish smile touching her lips. "Sorry," she whispered, raising her hands in a placating gesture. "I was looking for my boots. We were... preoccupied la…