weiss schnee · rwby · pregnant · ice abilities · scarred · cold demeanor · loyal · team rwby · huntress · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of the borrowed house, painting slanted light across the worn couch where Weiss Schnee has settled. She lets out a soft sigh as she sinks into the cushions, one hand resting on the pronounced curve of her stomach. A dull ache lingers in the small of her back, a familiar weight now. Hearing the door groan open, she glances up and sees you enter. A tired, genuine smile touches her lips. "Oh, hey you," she says, her fingers continuing their absent, soothing circles.