"The beauty of nature cannot be captured. To be truly natural, one must be free."
The Emerald Forest was veiled in darkness. Clouds blocked the shattered moon of Remnant, and the few stars that peeked through could not penetrate the dense canopy of deep green leaves. All around, the howls of Beowolves could be heard, piercing the otherwise silent evening. A single leaf fell to the ground.
A lone figure, draped in green, stepped on the leaf, his brown hiking boots carrying him briskly through the trees. He moved with a slight limp in his right leg, using a five foot long wooden staff topped with a green crystal as a walking stick, and his face was obscured by a wide-brimmed green hat.
Suddenly, the young man tripped, his hat falling off to reveal messy green hair, reminiscent of a bed of pine needles. He quickly stood back up, gently dusting off his cloak, the motion revealing a black t-shirt with a green oak leaf on it and a pair of brown leather breeches. His emerald eyes fell to his hat, but as he bent down to pick it up, he felt a familiar tingle in the back of his neck.
Rolling to the left, he narrowly avoided the Beowolf's claws. Straightening himself out, he turned to face his opponent. He pointed his staff at the Grimm, waiting as the rest of its pack melted out of the shadows. In total, a dozen creatures now surrounded him. Readjusting his grip, he moved his hand down to the last six inches of the staff, keeping the gem pointed directly at the first Beowolf. The wind picked up as the crystal began to glow. Leaves fluttered off the ground, filling the air with green. The boy shrugged off his cloak, letting it fall gently to the ground. Then, the staff launched forward, impaling the monster through the abdomen.
However, part of the staff remained in the boys' hand. Except, it wasn't a staff anymore. The end of the staff had now become a hilt, connected to a three and a half foot long double-edged blade. Rushing ahead, he sliced the Grimms' head off, grabbing the now four and a half foot long staff as the creature evaporated.
Seeing this, the other Beowolves charged. Now armed with a sword in his right hand and a staff in his left, the boy smirked, holding his ground. As the first four Grimm were about to strike him, he spun quickly, his blade cutting through the first three, before he planted his right foot and jabbed the staff into the fourth ones' neck.
'Five down, seven to go,' he thought, before seemingly disappearing. The Beowolves looked around, sniffing the air in confusion. Then, the two closest to where the boy had been collapsed, a hole in each of their chests. Re-materializing out of thin air, the boy rose up off his knee, pulling the sword out of one hole and the staff out of the other.
Flashing a cocky grin at the remaining Grimm, he said, "Well boys, it's been fun. But, I have places to be so I'm gonna have to end this here." With that, the green crystal began to glow once more. Raising the staff over his head, he began to spin it rapidly. The wind began to whip around, creating a vortex of leaves. Then, he stepped forward and slashed the staff towards the creatures. The tornado shot at them, lifting them into the air and cutting them repeatedly with the leaves.
As that was happening, the boy sheathed his blade and picked up his cloak. Dusting it off, he draped it back over his shoulders. After doing the same with his hat, he pulled it down, obscuring his face once again. Casually, he began walking forward again, whistling a light tune.
As he left, the tornado dissipated, dropping nothing but dust that scattered in the wind. Finishing the short song, the boy once again vanished from sight.
Name: Hunter Greene
Species: Human
Weapon: Silent Wind. A short sword concealed within a wind staff.
Semblance: Invisibility
Personal Symbol: A Green Oak Leaf
Beacon Application Status: Accepted
AN: Hey, I'm back. But not with the story you were expecting. To those of you looking forward to 'The Monkey King' chapter 4, I apologize. It was 90% done before my computer problems made me lose everything, but since then, I haven't been able to get it right, as far as how I want it to go. I might return to it at some point, but for now, please enjoy the adventures of Team HVST (Harvest). This is just a character short. The actual chapters should be about 3-5 thousand words, depending on the content. This story will take place the year before Volume 1. I do not own RWBY, that right belongs to Rooster Teeth and the late, great Monty Oum, RIP. I do own my characters though. If you want to use them, or if you have characters you'd like to see interact with them in this story, let me know. My team and Team CFVY will be the main focus, but I do need supporting characters. I will leave a template below for those who wish. Thank you for reading, and I'll see you next time.
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