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Rowena Sleet Owens, neé Roth
Rowena Sleet Owens, neé Roth
I am no peaceful, beautiful dove...
Snow teleported herself and Kaya to stand beside Feng before Creed could get close enough. "That won't work on me twice, Creed. You only managed it before because you caught me off-guard."
...But nor am I an ugly, spiteful crow.
Archer
Vonna King-Jones
Vonna King-Jones
Give me a target. No matter how small or how far, I'll hit it...
Archer pulled an arrow with a round head from her quiver, following the man's path. She aimed where Snow Raven had been an instant before and let fly just before Creed reached the spot. The arrowhead exploded, spraying a starchy, sticky substance all over Creed.
Give me someone to protect. I'll give my life to keep them safe.