At the edge of the Emerald forest stood a young girl, seventeen of age with a height three years younger. She had barely grew up since then.

Still, she had developped enough for people not to ask too much if she told them she was eighteen, not that she needed to in order to grab herself some alcohol, or anything that wasn't normally accessible to an underage teenager.

Anyways, she wasn't bothered by her height, or lack thereof. In fact, she was glad it made her a smaller target, for she needed any help she could have to not get hit.

A parasol, her weapon of choice, rested on her shoulder as she loosely held its shaft near the handle.

Her long hair was half pink and half brown, just like her eyes. She sported a wide grin, that she kept most of the time, if only just to spite any human opponent she fought.

A few of her favorite necklaces adorned her neck. They could become a deadly hazard during a fight, but she didn't care. She liked the style, and her opponents were far more likely to tear her apart than strangle her.

She wore a black corset under her white and pink jacket, as well as brown pants and pair or white long boots, with high heels.

She kept telling herself that the solid heels were there to enhance the damage of her kicks, but deep down she knew her short height bothered her mode than she wanted to believe.

She stood atop a pile of dissolving grimm, Beowolves she had beaten up with some difficulty.

Not that she was ever at risk against such a weak opponent, but her skillset, mostly focused on blocking and redirecting blows, wasn't adapted for killing the beasts. The fight had been long and it annoyed her.

She liked the thrill of battle, of fighting with her life on the line, but the drown out combat she had just went through against targets that couldn't hurt her even if she had her eyes closed was frustrating.

But that was why she was here today, just like she had been on the same day for the last three years. She was looking for a threat that would make her blood boil again, a place where she could fight strong and stronger opponents. A place where she could live the life she wanted.

How do I know so much about her you ask?

Of course I would, she's me.