http://wolfofmars.webs.com/AshravenFin.png [B]Ashraven[/b] [I]Warlock · Awoken · Female[/I] http://wolfofmars.webs.com/Ashravenn.png [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Community/Detail?itemId=216049291]Creations Link[/url] Subclass: [I]Sunsinger[/i] Weapon Specialty: [I]Hand Cannon, Fusion Rifle[/I] Fireteam: [I]Bretomart, Haakon[/I] Age: [b]Late Teens/Early Twenties[/b] Pre-Resurrection Era: [b]26th Century, AD, Venus[/b] [I]Excerpt[/I] [Spoiler] And without her, they all would have been picked off one by one. She called upon the power of the sun unlike anything he had ever seen. She extended one hand into the air, tilted her head back and let the wind swirl around her like a hurricane. Robes whipping around her legs, the bond on her arm seemed to scorch and flicker along with her power. He had used the power of the sun before, but it was never like this. He had never been adept at it, this was a true master of the fire and flames unlike anyone else. She was cloaked in fire, flames burnt up her back like massive feathery wings. She leaked smoke and ash, ribbons of solar energy licked up her arms that would leave haunting scars over her bluish skin. All he could smell was charcoal, smoke, the metallic heat of sun. Her guns abandoned as the Kell turned his attention to her, leaving Haakon ground into the dirt where he'd been pinned under his claws to crawl towards the blinding warlock. Bretomart was on the wounded Wolf, throwing out his shield and checking him over to make sure that the hunter was okay. Ashraven danced with power, her feet barely touched the ground as she seemed to fly at the Kell, she threw fire at the pawing Fallen that were coming at her if it were an extension of herself. She was magnificent power - the sun personified into something greater than any god. When Valkin slammed his fist towards her she seemed to catch it mid-air and elegantly used the momentum of his hit to hop up his arm. She concentrated flames to her palm, a ball of heat akin to a star and stuffed it behind Valkin's teeth. Burning from the inside, the Fallen threw her from him and stumbled, staggered, roaring to the sky and the clouds as the flames consumed him from the inside out. He burnt bright white as he fell. [/spoiler] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/206604670]Iron Wolves Master Thread[/url] [url=https://www.wolfofmars.webs.com]My Website[/url]