RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth and to its original creator Monty Oum rip.


A small ice bag slid across the floor to a pitch-black hand. "What for?" the Grimm-looking girl asked as she picked it up.

"Just set it against the spot that hurts the most," Yang explained while sitting across from her. The girl just sniffed the ice bag before placing it atop of the bruise on her right arm. "Is it helping?"

The girl just gave her a confused look, like she was trying to look for something in her but couldn't find it.

They just sat there only a few feet apart so Yang decided to start her questioning. "Who are you?" She didn't receive any answer but the girl did seem to be in deep thought. "How long have you been in here?"

That seemed to reach her and she answered without any major difficulty. "As long as I remember." Yang wasn't sure if she should be worried about the answer or the happy tone the girl answered in.

"What are you doing here?" Yang decided to move on to the next question.

Again the girl just seemed to be deep in her thoughts but this time she did answer. "This… is my home?" It was more of a question than an answer but Yang didn't mind.

"Are you having a hard time talking?"

The girl's eyes widened and she nodded quickly with a small smile. Yang was about to ask her next question but the girl beat her to it. "I hear… you," she said while pointing towards the floor and then to her ears atop of her head. "And I… copy?"

"Alright," Yang said while trying to think of a way how to ask the next thing on her mind. "Umm… what- do you know what you are?" The girl just looked at her with a confused look. "Like, are you a Faunus or something else?"

"I… heard Faunus, but don't know," the girl said while giving her a curious look. "What's Faunus?"

"You know," Yang began before pointing towards the girl's wolf ears. "People with animalistic traits, like extra ears or tails or other traits."

"I have ears… and tail." the girl said while reaching under her blanket clothing and pulled out what Yang assumed was the fluffiest tail she had ever seen. The girl pointed towards her ears and tail covered in black fur. "So, Faunus?"

"Yeah? Well, I think so," Yang answered the possible Faunus girl.

She thought about asking the Faunus if she knew anything about Grimm but stopped once she saw the girl looking at her with the same look like she was looking for something in her.

"What are you looking for?" Yang decided to ask but the girl just gave a small shrug. Then she thought back on their first encounter. "Why did you try to attack?" she asked after a short hesitation.

The Faunus started blinking repeatedly while still staring at her. Yang wasn't sure if she was going to attack or if she was just processing something in her head.

Yang forced herself to calm down which also seemed to make the girl do the same. "You were… scared," the girl stated after a while. "It was different."

Now it was Yang's turn to look confused. "Different?"

"A man with… less yellow hair comes here sometimes," the girl answered which just made Yang wonder why her father was visiting the attic in secret. "He… felt different. Once he came… I bit his shoulder? And slashed his back."

"Why did you do that!" Yang yelled which made the Faunus let out a small squeak.

"It… felt right?" the girl answered with a quiver in her voice. "Please don't hurt," she pleaded.

Yang realized she had stood up and was giving her a death glare. She lowered herself back to the ground and took a deep breath. The girl across from her seemed to switch between looking at Yang with the eyes of a predator and trying to find a way to escape.

She just sat there for a while thinking about what to do. It wasn't long before she sighed and turned towards the girl. "Don't worry, as long as you don't hurt us we are not going to hurt you."

That seemed to calm down the girl and soon she took a step closer to her. "Pinky promise?" she asked with a hopeful voice.

Yang gave a short laugh before extending her hand with her pinky in a small hook. "Sure," she said while waiting for the girl to do the same. But instead, the girl just looked towards her hand with confusion in her face.

After a while, Yang decided to take hold of the girl's left hand which made the girl feel slightly nervous. But Yang just made her do an awkward pinky promise handshake at least the girl seemed to be relieved and actually gave her a wide smile.

"Anyway, what's your name?" Yang asked but realized quickly soon after that she didn't have one. With a glance towards the girl, Yang's assumption was confirmed by the girl's confused look. "I'll call you Wolfy for now. If it's fine with you?"

The girl gave her another wide smile accompanied by a small laugh. "Fine by me!" Wolfy responded with joy.


"Good morning!" Yang yelled as she climbed up the ladders towards the attic. She heard some grumbling and saw a familiar blanket pull itself towards her.

Wolfy yawned and stretched in a way that made Yang wonder if she was a cat Faunus.

"Morning already?" Wolfy asked with a tired voice. She moved her blanket revealing her somehow even messier bed hair. After rubbing her eyes for a while she was able to see what Yang was carrying. "More stories!" she exclaimed with joy.

Yang just laughed at her antics while placing a couple of books in front of her. "I brought a few of my fairytale books, I think they are pawfect for you!"

As usual, her pun went over Wolfy's ears but Yang was sure that one day she would understand her brilliant puns. Until then she would just teach her pupil to speak properly.

"Can you read this one?" Wolfy asked while holding onto a book with a picture of a fantasy castle in the cover.

"I don't know, this one has lots of pages and way too much text," Yang admitted. But Wolfy had already taken a place next to her and set the book between themselves.

Yang rolled her eyes before accepting her fate. Why did she have to pick that book? She asked herself as she opened the book's first page. It amazed her how fast Wolfy was able to learn, just three days ago Wolfy was struggling with forming basic sentences and now she was able to speak quite well. Of course, there was still a lot to learn, but they had plenty of time.

After an hour or two, they were thought the book and Yang's throat felt like a desert. Yet despite the uncomfortable feeling in her throat, she was having a good time. The story was simple and easy to read from beginning to end. It made her wonder why her father kept falling asleep whenever he read to her.

"That was good!" Wolfy exclaimed while sorting through the pictures in the book and remembering the story by them. "Do you think…" Wolfy began but seemed to hit a roadblock. "Could you read another one?"

Yang just groaned before standing up. "Maybe sometime later Wolfy. I would like to have a small pause for now and visit the kitchen."

Before Wolfy could use her ultimate weapon of persuasion Yang had already turned away from her sad puppy look.

"Don't worry I'll be back in a minute," Yang said as she was climbing down the attic ladder. "Oh! And do you want something from the kitchen?" she asked once she got downstairs.

"Another story!" Wolfy yelled from the attic causing Yang to just shake her head for a while.

After the small visit to the kitchen, Yang returned to the attic ladder with a large soda bottle and all sorts of goodies with her. And to think that her father thought that he could hide all the treats from her in the cabinet that had all the pans and kettles. But she had just taken some samples of all of them, she didn't know what Wolfy liked or disliked.

As she got up to the attic she spotted Wolfy just browsing through some of the books in hopes of seeing more pictures.

"Already moved on to another book?" she asked as she set a bowl on the floor before putting her treats into it. "Check what I brought!"

Wolfy brought her gaze away from the book and directed it to the bowl. "What is it?" she asked while sniffing the aroma flowing from it.

Yang gave a smirk before pushing the bowl towards her. "If you want to know you will have to find out yourself!"

There was some hesitation on Wolfy's face but she still took one of the chocolate bars. She brought it to her mouth and took a small bite. Then she just halted all of her movement while shifting her gaze between the bowl and Yang.

Yang was about to ask what was wrong but was cut off as Wolfy began to stuff her mouth full of the treats even before Yang could tell that it was meant to be served as a test to see what she would like. There was a long burp and soon the empty bowl was held in front of Yang by a Faunus girl whose tail wagging like it had a mind of its own. "More please."

"When was the last time you ate?" Yang couldn't help but ask.

Wolfy set the bowl down and brought her hands up before starting to count something with her fingers. "T-two or three months ago," she finally answered making Yang stunned. She didn't notice Yang's shocked expression and kept talking. "When your dad visited last time... he got some bread and boxes with him," she finished after thinking for a while.

A sad look came onto her face and she turned towards Yang. "And I bit him… I'm sorry."

What she finished with caused Yang to return to the moment. "Oh, don't worry about, nothing bad happened I guess? And he is still walking, so that's that. But what kind of boxes he brought here?"

Wolfy felt relief when Yang seemed to have forgiven her and started making her way towards one of her junk piles. After rummaging through some stuff she was able to find one of the boxes and brought it to Yang.

Yang inspected it and soon realized she was holding onto a lunch box. She twisted the metal pieces that held the lid closed and opened it. As soon as she did that she had to close it or otherwise she would have thrown up right there and then.

"This stings!" Yang pinched her nose as the smell hit her face. She looked towards Wolfy and saw her doing the same but unfortunately for Wolfy, her nose was way more sensitive to scents. Her eyes were watering and she was coughing like crazy.

"Sorry about that," Yang said and threw the safety hazard as far away she could. "At least we know now what happens to my dad's cooking if we don't eat them in a couple of months," she joked and gave a small laugh.

In return Wolfy glared at her for a moment before letting go of her own nose and taking deep breaths, only to realize that the smell still lingered in the air causing her to grab her nose again.

"That bad huh?" Yang asked before moving to the ladder. "How about we get out of here while we can?" she asked while waiting for Wolfy to follow her but instead, she just stayed where she was.

"What's wrong?" Yang asked accompanied by a worried expression.

Wolfy kept glancing towards her and the ladder she was standing on. "I'm not uhh... sure about going out," she finally answered. "I don't even what's out there. My home is nice and safe."

Yang gave a small frustrated sigh. So far it seemed that the Faunus living in her home's attic would never leave. "C'mon I told you there is nothing to be afraid of." Yang tried to reason with her. But in a sense she understood her. Wolfy had lived her entire life in the attic and asking her to come out was like asking somebody to jump out of a boat in the middle of an ocean.

But Yang knew that there was nothing dangerous downstairs. And although she had some great time with Wolfy in the attic, it would be great if she would be able to show her friend what the true world has to offer.

"Are you sure?" Wolfy asked for the first time surprising Yang.

"I guarantee it!" Yang swore and just to make it official, she raised her hand and made a small hook with her pinkie.

Wolfy seemed to be going through a dilemma of her own as she fidgeted where she stood. But instead of refusing the invitation like many times before she took a few steps closer and grabbed Yang's pinkie with her own and allowed herself to be pulled closer to the exit.

What followed was one of the greatest achievements that Yang had done in her eight years of life. She was already at the bottom of the ladder while still holding hands with Wolfy who took her sweet time coming down on the ladder.

Finally, Wolfy's feet touched the floor and she looked around the hallway eyes wide while her heart hammered her chest. Everything was so huge! There was so much space around her and she bet she could run with eyes closed for a while. Then she brought her gaze to her right and saw even more space which only made her feel more nervous.

She was about to head back to the attic but the sound of something closing behind her made her feel anguish. The ladder that led to her home closed behind her and now she was stuck in this foreign world.

"So, welcome to the real world!" Yang welcomed her and gave a small squeeze to her hand once she saw Wolfy's expression of panic. "What do you think?"

"Well… it's big." That was all she could say at the moment. She then turned towards Yang and gave her a pleading look. "Please, tell me I can go back?"

Yang was about to ask her why she would want to go back but stopped herself as she saw Wolfy's ears flopped against her head and her eyes despite being those of a creature of Grimm, held a sad puppy look that made it impossible for Yang to look away.

So she just let out a sigh before pointing towards the string that hung of the roof. "Just pull that string down and you will be able to go back up if you wish to." That seemed to work and soon a small smile made its way to Wolfy's face.

"Thank you," she said after she had managed to calm herself down.

They just stood there for a second before Yang decided to break the silence. "Welp, you have come all the way here so why not actually show you the house!" Yang exclaimed and took the role of a tour guide. "As you can see we are currently in the second-floor hallway. On this end of the hallway, we have the office of a legendary huntsman Taiyang Xiao Long! As well the second bathroom of this fine house." She then turned and faced towards the other end of the hallway. "And in there is mister Xiao Long's 'man cave', our guest room, and the room of amazing Yang Xiao Long!"

Wolfy couldn't help but laugh at her guide's enthusiasm.

"But our tour is mainly located on the first floor for now so if you have any business to attend to in bathroom do it now," Yang said and waited for Wolfy's response.

"Uhh… I don't think so?" she answered not really knowing what business she was supposed to do. Soon she found an arm wrapped around her shoulders before being lead towards a set of stairs. Despite the reassuring arm around herself, she couldn't stop her stomach from twisting as she made her way towards the first floor.

"And here we have the living room!" Yang let go of her and walked towards the sofa and grabbed something off it. "Here we a remote. With this you can control what comes from the tv, just watch!" she said before pointing towards the holo tv.

It turned on and it immediately made Wolfy's jaw go loose. Where once was just air now floated an image that actually moved! Then Yang gave her the remote and shoved her what to press to change the channels. One minute she was looking at some forest full of exotic life and the next there was somebody talking about something.

"I will be heading into the kitchen. However, I can't allow you to enter, staff only." Before Wolfy could ask what she meant with that her guide had already disappeared into the next room.

At least she had something to keep her mind off her predicament. But despite how much she tried to focus on the moving images, there still something twisting her stomach.

After a minute she finally realized what was going on. "Yang?" she called out to her guide.

"In a minute!" Yang yelled from the kitchen.

It was then that her stomach really started twisting so much that it was actually painful. She didn't know if it was the treats, the bad smell, the overall experience, or all of the above. "Yang!" she called out but her voice didn't come out loud as she wanted it to come.

Finally, Yang came back from the kitchen carrying a large soda bottle. "Howl much do you-" Only for her to see Wolfy holding her right arm over her stomach and her left hand on her mouth. "Wolfy get off the carpet!" she yelled but there wasn't much she could do before the disaster struck.