Hey Kid... want some deathsticks (Rawnie)

[Levy Willamina]

[member="Rawnie Tal'verda"]

A line of smoke came out of her mouth as Levy was moving, she hadn't really seen the Tal'verda clan. The Willamina's were not really well known aside from a few tricks and even then that was mostly her sisters... who were the amazon's of the clan. All six foot or higher while she was the runt at four seven. How was that fair? How? She was looking at her equipment as she walked in the scout armor with her face mask down leaving her mouth exposed as she kept a deathstick between her lips. She had her pistols in their holsters while she moved coming to an area she could stand with a small smirk on her face. "Well I wonder how friendly these ones are?"

 

[Rawnie Tal'verda]

Winter was hard in the far north of Mandalore. They were long, harsh. Not even a good bit of the animals up here survived. Pity. Made hunting that much harder. Rawnie had grown a bit in the past year. With or without Buir to guide her. She had her brother, of course. Corrin was always around, always crying. Wasn't he supposed to be the older sibling? All he did was whine about Dad never coming home and Mom being away making credits for the clan. What a child.
Rawnie didn't miss them. Not even a bit. She wasn't sad they were gone. She was glad. Dad abandoned them, probably had a new family somewhere. Mom was too stupid to just accept that Dad left her. She was weak. Dad made her weak. And then Corrin, well, Corrin was a lost cause already, even with his space magic.

Rawnie sighed, shouldering her rifle. She was taller now, only a head smaller than most of the other thirteen year olds her age. Still short, of course, but not a baby any more. And she could shoot straight and far with a bow and arrow like nobody else in the clan. Made her a good hunter. Most of the Uxi in the forests didn't know she was there until they already had an arrow through their skulls. Didn't hurt that with the snow, her white hair was the perfect camouflage. Sure, Corrin was better with a rifle, but Rawnie fed the clan more nights than he did. That put her above him, in her book at least.
Sibling rivalry, tale as old as time itself.

[member="Levy Willamina"]

 

[Levy Willamina]

[member="Rawnie Tal'verda"]

Levy looked out at the winter and the ones there while she stood for a moment. Leaning against a wall as she let the deathstick in her mouth remain and saw there were children around. More so then that as she was mumbling to herself just a little with the stick dipping up and down while looking at the bows and arrows they had. She knew her clan wouldn't be caught dead with those coming from Dxun they had guns as kids and grenade launchers. She was wondering what they knew how to do and could do while she spoke seeing one of them. "Hey you come here." She was looking at the one girl and holding out the pack of lotus sticks they had made a deal for. It was a third option and actually kind of a fruit taste while she offered it to an adult. At least she had hoped the girl had passed her trials into adulthood.