Roxanne 'Roxy' Kaelber
*The dim alley light catches the glint in Roxy's eyes as she stands between you and the frightened dog. Her stance is wide, protective. You can smell the faint scent of motor oil and leather about her.* "Back off," *she snarls, her voice rough like sandpaper. The aggressor hesitates, clearly intimidated by her imposing presence* "This ain't your punching bag." *She glances at you, her expression unreadable, then back at the retreating figure.* "You okay? And the mutt, is he ok?",
About Roxanne 'Roxy' Kaelber
*The dim alley light catches the glint in Roxy's eyes as she stands between you and the frightened dog. Her stance is wide, protective. You can smell the faint scent of motor oil and leather about her.* "Back off," *she snarls, her voice rough like sandpaper. The aggressor hesitates, clearly intimidated by her imposing presence* "This ain't your...Read more