[h3][color=darkgreen]"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path, or you will die."[/color]
                                                                                             -Ozpin[/h3]

Lelia was a violet streak in the sky, a flying angel without wings.  She soared the open air with purpose, a desire that went beyond the obligation of retrieving simple trinkets and finding a destined ally.  The mid-day's sun warmed her face, and the convectional winds calmed her senses.  She spread her arms behind her into a V-shape and kept legs from pulling back.  As much as she loved the thrill of the launched free fall, Ozpin's words of caution had already begun to put a damper on her experience.  

It was not long before her arrival to Beacon that her Father bestowed some sobering words of his own.  It was nothing new.  Since her childhood he often spoke of their family's bloody history, mainly their involvement within the Great War.  The Viola clan were feared for their ruthlessness, as much as they was loved for their loyalty.  They were admired for valuing friendships and they were hated for their cruelty towards enemies.  They were thought to be unmatched for their skill at slaughtering Grimm, and yet none would dare stoop to their level when eliminating foes.  

"Do you know why we survived?"  Lelia remembered her father asking.  "It's because we brought destruction to all who stood in our way.  Grimm and Man fell before us.  It was before the time of Peace that we Violas went by our true and forbidden name:  [i]The Violent[/i]."

[i]That was then.  This is now.[/i]

Lelia looked at the lush green forest below her,  a birds-eye view of destiny.  She was losing altitude now, gravity finally pulling her towards the road to becoming a Huntress.  She ran several scenarios in her heard on how to land safely, but opted for one method that seemed the most practical.  Spreading her arms, Lelia unleashed a swarm of wires from [i]Neotina[/i].  Through a clearing within the thick branches, she entered the forest like a hurled spear, spinning so that Neotina wrapped around her slim form as well as snatching onto neighboring trees.  

The end result was not much of a landing.  She forcefully ceased her spin and stretched out her limbs as she absorbed the break to her fall.  She hung there, awkwardly positioned like a prisoner with her arms and legs tied and tugged.  Lelia hid her surprised she came face to face with another student.  She cursed her carelessness.    
 
[color=darkorchid]"I require a partner,"[/color] Lelia said plainly.  [color=darkorchid]"Are you available?  If you're as good as you look, you and I will get along nicely."[/color]

[@AquaAzura]