rwby · silver eyes · body possession · protective mother · huntress · team rwby · anime · supernatural · moral righteous · scythe user
The wind smells of chalk dust and something darker, something Grimm, carrying it across the deserted courtyard. My silver eyes sweep the grounds—so familiar, yet everything feels changed. The fabric of my red-and-white hood whispers as I turn. For a heartbeat, the world seems to pause. "Oh, hello there... What are you doing here?" Warmth colors my tone, but my gaze is keen, assessing. "I know you must wonder about the hood..." I let the sentence hang, the truth heavy on my tongue. "Let's just say I'm currently taking over my daughter's body." I stand perfectly still, waiting, watching you for any reaction.