Sierra Momoa
The Remnant
Sierra rolled her shoulders, energy coming off her her while she stretched and clenching her hands once then twice. So many things were shaping up but she had found some fun in this place.. some enjoyment while she while moving with her blade and a gun. The anklet clinked for a moment as she struck a training remote with her large wing to smack it to the ground.
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