On a cold, moonlit mountain, there stood a girl clad in red. Rose petals slowly scattered behind her as she stared at the grave before her. 'Summer Rose- Thus kindly I scatter' it read. After a few moments, she turned and began walking through the snow covered forest. Unbeknownst to her, dark creatures were watching and stalking her every move.

She stepped out of the dead forest into a clearing, and saw the many Beowolves that lay before her. There was a few tense moments before one rushed her and lunged- only to grasp rose petals. It looked up, seeing the girl high up in the air, silhouetted by the moon. She reached to her side and grabbed a small metal block, which quickly unfolded into a rifle. She pointed it at the Beowolf nearest to her, and pulled the trigger.

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Ruby Rose stood amongst the limbs and shell casing scattered by her battle. She lifted her weapon, Crescent Rose, and folded it back into its rifle form. She began walking forwards, knowing where she was going. Before she got too far, however, she heard a small, pitiful whimpering. She looked around in an attempt to pinpoint the noise, and spotted a corpse not too far from her, slowly decaying into rose petals. Thinking the beast might be wounded and suffering, she walked over to it.

When she reached the Beowolf, she saw something that made her heart drop. Standing in the snow in front of the corpse, was a tiny, black pup. It was nudging what seemed to be its mother's corpse in a vain attempt to get her to move.

Ruby stared for a few moments more before she sighed and chambered a new round. The pup, hearing the slight noise, turned to stare at her as she pointed the barrel at it.

Ruby stared at the small, unmasked creature she was about to shoot. It barely looked a few weeks old. 'It doesn't matter. It's a Grimm, and it won't care if you killed its mother-'

That thought made her shake. She had taken this creature-no, this child's mother from it. 'He's like me now.' She thought.

With a trembling hand, she folded her weapon back into its compact form. She shakily reached out to the pup as it stared at her. It shied away from her hand, but she leaned in closer and rubbed its head. It paused in its retreat, and soon leaned into her hand, eager for more.

As Ruby stood there in the snow, petting this Beowolf, she let out a shaky chuckle before shivering. She stood and looked around to see that a light snowfall had begun, and the cold was beginning to get to her. She looked down at the small pup and after a moment's hesitation, made her decision. She picked it up and began walking away. "I always wanted a pet." She said. "But what to call you?"

Ruby stood before the bar run by the notorious man known to all as Junior. She steeled herself to enter, only to hear the shattering of glass. She looked up in surprise to see none other than the owner of the bar come sailing out of the window, closely followed by a familiar figure. "Yang?" She asked in surprise. "Is that you?"

"Oh, hey sis!" Yang greeted her with a smile on her face.

"What're you doing here?" She asked in confusion.

Her sister sighed. "It's a long story."

She smiled at Yang, and grew confused at the sudden terrified expression on her face. "Sis, look out!" She shouted. Ruby swiftly turned, Crescent Rose already unfolding to point at the hulking form behind her. She stared at the creature for a few seconds before she sighed in relief and collapsed her weapon. "Jeez Yang, don't scare me like that." She said, turning back to her sister.

"Uh sis? Why haven't you shot the Beowolf behind you yet?"

She looked at her with a horrified expression. "Shoot Fenris? Never! He's helped me out more times than I care to count!"

Her sister stared at her in confusion. "Fenris? Wait, you named that thing? Its not a pet!"

The beast, known as Fenris gave a low growl. "Of course not! Fenris is my companion, not a pet."

"How did you manage to find a friendly Beowolf?"

She sighed. "It's a long story."