The White Fang
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Last published Wed, May 2, 2018
Hey, Ruby here. I control The White Fang with my brother, Qrow. I'm the older one by the way that's why I control it. Our parents died because of another gang attacking us, The Ravens. My brother thinks we should just let them go since he's friends with someone in that gang, but I'm not like him, I'm cold.
Hey, It's Qrow. My sister probably didn't say what we can do, well I'll tell you then. We can control kinda everything; people, things, animals, plants, etc. The Ravens are just normal people and apparently they killed our parents simce they were jealous, but I don't believe that
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