Yang Xiao Long, Ruby's half-sister, was a beautiful girl. She had long luscious golden blonde hair, her most prized possession. But she grew up faster than little girls should. She truly loved her family. Her father, Tai Yang Xiao Long, was a loving and caring person who made sure that she knew that she was loved and protected. Her mother, biologically speaking, Raven Branwean, was a different story. The rest of her family consisted of her Uncle, Raven's brother, Qrow Branwean, who was a funny person whom she loved dearly even when things might appear to go wrong. Then there was her mom, yes the person that helped raise her after Raven left, her MOM, Summer Rose and the last person in her family. The person that she loved the most and swore to look after and protect no matter what, her half-sister Ruby Rose.

Yang grew up in a modified or blended family according to the world, but she didn't know that. She had her family all around her and they loved her. And they would tell her stories about everything, same as Ruby. The only thing different was the fact that they also told her stories that had special focus on the love of a family for a child. These were special to Yang because they made her feel like the hero of these stories and she would be able to beat any foe and bear any burden that might come up. Even though these were stories for her to deal with the loss of Raven she still had answers about her mother.

Yang would ask questions of Tai many times and he would have to come up with answers to try to placate Yang's curiosity.

Y: "Dad why did my mother leave us?" was her usual question.

T: "Well Yang I 'm not sure I can really answer that." This was Tai's usual answer

Y: "Did I do something wrong?"

T: "No….no honey. Why would you ask that?"

Y: "Because she left us and went away. Was I a bad girl? Did she get mad at you? Why was I not good enough for her? Did she not love me or did I not love her enough?"

T: "No dear, none of thigs are why she left. She left before you could have known her. You loved her more than anyone could. You were always a good little girl and never did anything that would make her mad. You were the perfect little dragon that anyone could have asked for and you never have to worry about being good enough for anyone but you." He would say, his heart breaking every time that she would ask.

T: "But as far as my doing anything wrong? I don't think that I will ever truly know an answer to that. I hope and pray that I didn't do anything wrong."

This was how most of the conversations went whenever she would start to question things. But with Summer she would get different answers and they would somehow make Yang feel better. Even if it wasn't getting an answer that she wanted.

Y: "Mom does my mother really care about me?"

S: "Yes Yang, your mother does care about you. She just has a different way of trying to show you."

Y: "But she is never around to answer my questions? I would really like to talk with her." She would say with a lump in her throat and sometimes a tar in her eyes.

S: "Sweetheart, I know you want to. Maybe someday she will come to see you and give you the answers you want. But your father and I love you very much and will always try to answer your questions." Summer would then wrap her arms around the young girl and give her the warmest hugs she could, or let her cry on her shoulders.

Then after these talks they would tell her stories of the Sunny little dragon. This little dragon always came out on top, no matter what the situation. She always found it interesting that the situation that the sunny little dragon was in seemed to be the same thing she was going through. She found great comfort in that and even when her parents would call her their Sunny Little Dragon, the nick name stuck. She knew that no matter what situation she found herself sunny little dragon had gone through the same thing and therefore she could also go through the same thing and come out on top.

So after a couple of years Ruby was born and as things moved on Yang would be the dutiful little sister and help. Eventually everyone would share the stories with them both about all the maidens and all the things that little girls found interesting. Eventually Yang would get to be so loving of her sister that when she was having a hard time she would share stories of sunny little dragon with her. Ruby loved these stories so much because Yang would tell the stories with so much love and personality that she thought Yang was the sunny little dragon.

But things got really bad for a short time as Summer had left for a mission and never came back. She had heard the people that came to tell Tai about it, her mom was gone. Her father had fallen apart as the second love of his life was now gone. She tried to understand it as best she could. Now she had to protect Ruby and try to help her through this pain and all the questions she knew would come of it. The same questions that still haunted her, questions she was still determined to get answers for.

R: "Yang why did mom go away?"

Y: "She took on a mission as a huntress."

R: "But she always came back before? What was different this time?"

Y: "I don't know Ruby." She said almost exasperated by the question. "Maybe she found something too bad and had to protect us from it? Remember the stories they would tell us about the hunters and huntresses?

R: "Yeah. They are the bravest of all people and fanus. They protect all of Remnant from evil that would hurt us!" She said with great enthusiasm and pride.

Y: "Right. And mom was a huntress. Remember the stories dad told us about her and about how she would lead their team. She was fearless and loved by all that met her."

R: "And she made great cookies too!" Of course Ruby would remember the cookies. She had a great big sweet tooth and Summer always indulged them by making cookies whenever she got back.

Y: "She was the great slayer of monsters and baker of cookies!"

These were great thoughts about their mom and would satisfy Ruby for a while. But, eventually she would ask the inevitable question.

R: "Yang?"

Y: "Yeah Rubes?"

R: "What does fearless mean?"

Y: "Well…let's see? What's the easiest way to tell you? I guess you could say that it means brave."

R: "Was mom brave?" She asked with a tear starting to form.

Y: "Yeah Rubes. Mom was very brave."

R: "She must have been really brave to protect us from that bad thing?"

Y: "Yeah Ruby. She is the bravest of the brave and she's going to protect us from the bad things."

Yang felt the loss just as much as Ruby did. She pulled her into the tightest hug they could share and cried together. They remembered the stories that Summer had shared with them about the great hunters and huntresses. They remembered all the stories everyone told them about her. They remembered all the great things about their mom. They took comfort in each other and the stories they shared. For their mom, the great Summer Rose, Slayer of monsters and baker of cookies, the BRAVEST OF THE BRAVE!

R: "Yang? I'm going to be a huntress, just like mom!"

Y: "Yes….yes you will, Ruby. And I will be there right beside you."

R: "We will be the bravest of the brave? Just like mom?"

Y: "Yep….just like mom. The bravest of the brave!"