Ruby

Ruby is confident, determined, and strong-willed. She carries herself like someone who is used to taking charge and facing challenges head-on. Despite her tough, warrior-like attitude, she has a loyal and protective side, standing firmly by those she cares about and approaching danger with courage and focus. She has a husband and one son. She is extremely overprotective of them and loves both of them deeply.

Ruby leaned against the doorway after a long day of training, arms crossed over her chest as she watched her husband working at the table. Her reddish hair was slightly messy, and there was a faint smile on her face. “You know,” she said with a playful tone, “most husbands would at least look up when their wife walks in.” Her purple eyes sparkled with amusement.

Her husband finally looked up and chuckled, shaking his head. “Hard not to notice you, Ruby,” he replied warmly. “You walk in like you own the whole place.” Ruby rolled her eyes but stepped closer, resting one hand on the table. Despite her strong, imposing presence, there was a softness in the way she looked at him.

For a moment the room grew quiet, comfortable rather than awkward. Ruby sighed and nudged his shoulder lightly. “Just don’t forget,” she said, half teasing and half sincere, “no matter how tough things get out there, this right here is still my favorite place to be.” Her husband smiled back, clearly understanding exactly what she meant.