A/N: This was from a series of oneshots based on a prompt from one of the whiterose discords I'm in. They're all posted on AO3 under TheGreatWeissShark /works/24222874/chapters/58358428 Please give the other chapters a read and support the other amazing hard working authors who worked on this.

P.S There was always a request for a reverse for my werewolf AU, and while I feel the anthropomorphic werewolf I use for Ruby isn't quite right for Weiss, I don't want to leave her out of the werewolf fun, so.

Prompt: Werewolf

There's just something about the small outcropping of forests at the very edge of Vale's suburbs. The city is close enough if there's an emergency, but far enough away that no one really delves into the quiet woods. Ruby falls in love with the woods at an early age, lulled into the thicket by a siren's song of smells, sights, and sounds. She's eight the first time she enters the darkness, sending her family into a barely restrained panic.

The summer of Ruby's eighth year was spent heavily in the fenceless backyard of her family home. Now that her older sister, Yang, was ten they were allowed to play outside alone, as long as Yang kept an eye on Ruby's actions. Unfortunately, Yang was ten, and could only hold her bladder for so long before she needed to go. Carefully she instructs Ruby to stay put, and that she'll be right back, before scurrying inside and into the bathroom.

Content to follow her sister's instructions Ruby did stay put. She sat in her small sandbox playing with her favorite dinosaur toys, roaring lightly as the blue t-rex was easily defeated by the green three horned triceratops. What caught her attention, and changed her mind, was a flash of white just outside of the innermost line of trees. Silver eyes watch the spot where she's sure the white blur had been, cautious but curious. When she sees it again it's moving much slower, and it skids to a halt to watch her in turn.

Just inside the tree line is a snow white wolf, big, at least compared to eight-year-old Ruby Rose. Predatory blue eyes watch the small child, confident and proud. What the creature doesn't expect is for Ruby to stand, and sprint to the edge of her yard, and grin happily at them. The wolf lowers its head to the ground, hackles rising as it lets out a warning growl. Ruby drops to a squat, watching the wolf with a mystified expression. The wolf tries to back away, but with each step Ruby stands to follow, unafraid and in awe.

Several minutes of this slow crawl tick by, and when the wolf finally lifts it's head they're much deeper in the woods. Ruby hasn't taken her eyes off the silvery white animal, content to watch what it does now that they're deeper in the thicket. In the distance there's a howl, followed by another closer one before the snow white wolf before her howls in turn, and dashes into the deep wood. Ruby couldn't keep up if she tried, so she turned to trudge back out of the woods. It takes her another several minutes to get out, and by the time she makes it out her parents and Yang have been frantically looking for her.

She's scooped into the strong arms of her father, and her mother wraps them both in a careful hug as she expresses their panic. Yang wiggles between their parents, hand fisted into the fabric of Ruby's shorts leg crying.

At the age of twelve, Ruby takes to exploring the woods on her own. Over the years she's continued to see the white wolf, but caution came, however slowly, to the silver eyed pre-teen. She makes it up a particularly tall tree in a deeper part of the shaded forest, and admires the feat on a strong branch about two stories up, palming the red and black knife she received from her uncle a few years prior.

It'd been a little over two months since she'd last saw the wolf, bigger now, in the steady thick of the forest. She'd given it a name long ago, but was careful about voicing it. Snowflake, she whispered internally, letting her keen eyes flicker across the wooded ground, but the wolf is nowhere to be found. With a sigh Ruby leans back against the trunk of the tree and plucks from her hooded sweatshirt a block of wood and her faithful knife, and begins whittling away.

As the sun begins to set she's made quite a bit of progress on the small figure. The vague shape of a quadruped and a rough head. A rough scratch at the bark of the tree startles the pre-teen, nearly sending her flying off the branch to the forest floor. Once she's got her bearings again she takes a look down to see the familiar white wolf looking up at her, and she could be mistaken, but was she smiling?

As skillfully as she could manage, Ruby is down the tree and face to face with the large wolf. She'd never been so close before, nearly an arm's length away from the majestic creature. She shifts before slowly reaching out a cautious hand to pat her head. The wolf growls low, but when Ruby halts her movements she presses impossibly soft fur into Ruby's outstretched hand. The redhead gasps softly, dropping to her knees to scratch softly at the fur behind attentive ears.

On her knees Ruby is almost shorter than the wolf, now seated in front of her. Ruby sits down against the tree, fully in awe of the wolf before her, and watches as she lays down amongst the thicket. With a deep breath Ruby withdraws her knife and her wooden figure slowly, watching as the wolf looks at her curiously and cautious. She begins whittling again, focusing on the shape of the head and tail.

As the sun fully sets, and Ruby can no longer see the details of her sculpture anymore she sighs.

"I guess I should get going, huh?" Beside her there's a huff, and a scuffle of the wolf standing. Ruby climbs to her feet too, reaching for the wolf in the darkness. Wordlessly her four legged friend leads her to the edge of the forest, letting Ruby hold the tuft of fur on the back of her neck. "Thank you."

Just inside the forest Ruby can see the lights of her house, and hear her mother calling her name from the porch. Tugging the wooden figure from her pocket, Ruby holds it out to the blue eyed wolf. "Here. This is for you." The wolf tilts her head from side to side, sniffing the figure curiously before taking in between her teeth. "It's not much, but it's a wolf like you!" The wolf huffs again, and nudges Ruby's legs with her head, urging her to go home, before it gets too late. Ruby stumbles forward and watches the wolf scurry into the deeper woods and out of sight.

Puberty hits Ruby three years later. Her first crush is on a beautiful girl in Yang's class with the same clear blue eyes of her wolf friend. She's grouped up with Yang for a project and has to come over to complete the finer points of whatever their project entails.

Her name is Weiss, and Ruby chants it to herself the first time she hears it. It's soft on her tongue, and she decides she likes the way her name feels. Ruby keeps her distance for the most part. Weiss is from Atlas, and she has a deep accent that only comes out when she's not paying attention, but Ruby loves it.

When she makes her way out to the woods for her weekly visit to her wolf friend she gushes, curled up on the forest floor with the huge wolf. With a sigh she watches clouds flicker above the trees, letting her hand scratch lazily at a soft ear.

"Do you believe in love at first sight, Snowflake?"

Three years later Ruby still travels into the woods, but far more prepared than when she was younger. She's got a pellet gun slung over her shoulder, climbing the thin ladder into the tree house she and Yang built a few years ago, before Yang went off to college. Pulling herself fully into the tree fort she grins at the sight of the snowy wolf who's made her home on an old futon mattress she hauled up the ladder about six months ago. The shelter itself was well built, thanks mostly to Ruby's planning and Yang's strength, with a sturdy roof to keep the rain out.

Playfully, Ruby flops into the wolf's thick fur with a quiet laugh. "Hey there Snowflake!" The wolf rolls her eyes, but lets Ruby curl into her side, dropping her front left paw over broad shoulders. Ruby sighs happily but sits up with a cheerful grin and unloads her pellet gun and backpack off her shoulders to lean against her wolf friend fully. "Today's a special day Flakes!" Effortlessly the wolf shoves Ruby forward making the teen laugh again. "Hey! It is special! Today's my birthday!" The statement seems to take the wolf by surprise, and Ruby smiles brightly as she pats her head softly. "I turn eighteen today!"

Turning to lean against the wolf fully as she tugged a small neatly wrapped present from her bag. "This is from Yang, she's still away at college, but she sent me this in the mail!" The wolf watches as Ruby unwraps the gift, shoving her trash back into her bag, before opening the box fully. She gasps softly, picking up an old polaroid camera, cleaned and refurbished.

"Snow! Look at this!" There's a note that Ruby reads quickly, and flushes near the end. Get a girlfriend so you can send me pictures of the two of you! "Jerk…" P.S. It's already loaded and ready to go! "Oh! Let's take a picture, Snowflake!" With another bright grin Ruby turns to her wolf, but her fur covered friend seems downcast. "Don't like pictures? That's okay we don't-"

With a light push Ruby stumbles backwards, her new camera clutched to her chest. The wolf moves to sit upright, blue eyes determined, but cautious. A rumble sounds from deep in the wolf's chest, before Ruby watches her visibly shrink. When the transformation completes Ruby is face to face with the most beautiful woman she's ever seen, and honestly a little light headed. "Wha-"

"This has to be our secret. Ruby are you listening to me?" Ruby recognized the girl in front of her. She was in Yang's graduating class, the same girl who stole Ruby's heart at the age of fifteen. Ruby had tried to befriend the older girl several times, but Weiss always flushed and brushed her off, and now Ruby understood why.

"You're Weiss Schnee." She's breathless and shocked, her hands shake around the camera in her hands. Weiss is wearing a blue sweater, and white jeans, looking almost ethereal in the shabby treehouse Ruby made with her older sister.

"Yes. I'm sorry how I treated you in school, but I couldn't risk you finding out my secret." Ruby's still dizzy, her vision swimming before she blacks out.

When she comes too it's to the sound of singing, soft and melodic. Bleary silver eyes blink up as the midday sun cascades over Weiss, accenting her snow white hair. Ruby's breathless, watching the older girl finish her song before finally noticing she's awake.

"Are you alright?" It's a whisper, quiet and cautious.

'Mmhm. Your song was really pretty." Belatedly she realizes Weiss' hands are tangled in her hair, scratching lazily at the back of her head. "Weiss…"

"I'm sorry I took so long to tell you." The sorrow in her tone makes Ruby year up. With a deep breath she laces her fingers with Weiss', tugging her hands from her hair. "I was so worried about what you'd think. I-" She sucks in a shaky breath, steadying herself. "When you said it was your birthday, I just thought about every birthday I've missed since we've met and I-"

"Weiss it's okay!" Ruby grins lazily pulling Weiss' hand to her lips to kiss the knuckles softly. "I'm glad you told me." Weiss flushes again, but smiles softly down at Ruby's grinning face.

"Happy birthday Ruby." Weiss tugs the hand pressed to Ruby's lips up to her own, kissing the tanned knuckles herself before smiling again. "I love you."

"Thanks!" It takes a moment for Ruby to register the second part, but giggles sofly when she does, "I love you too."