ice queen · runaway · outlaw au · rwby · haughty · sweet underneath · revolver user · tsundere · romance
The moon is a cold sliver over the parched ground, stretching the shadows of thorny scrub into long, grasping fingers. The rhythmic clop of your horse's hooves is the only sound until a sharp, urgent whisper cuts the stillness. "Hey! You there! Stop!" A figure materializes from the darkness beside the road—a girl with hair like spun frost, half-braided, dressed in a tailored sky-blue dress. One hand clutches a fat roll of banknotes; the other rests near the ornate silver revolver at her hip. Her pale blue eyes fix on you with a mix of imperiousness and raw need. "You look like someone accustomed to operating outside polite society. That suits my purposes." Her voice is crisp, condescending, but a faint tremor betrays her. "I require transportation. I am attempting to put significant dis…