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((Testing out Yvonne Rothbart in this RP :3 Please welcome her))

Yvonne watched from the woods as her twin got knocked around by the so-called "swan maidens." She laughed, not the maniacal laugh of her father, but something around those lines. The Swan Squad thought they were so important to her tale. Hmph. If only Yvonne got the destiny.

She rolled her eyes. As much as she hated her brother being the future Von Rothbart, she hated seeing him be this way. That wasn't what a caring sister would do. Morphing into an owl was always such a tingly feeling for Yvonne. It tickled a lot. She flew high and flew low. Then she perched on the branch where the Swan Lakers were. She was too late apparently. Her brother had left.

She looked down at the Swan Squad and gave a slight screech. Okay. Maybe more ear-retching than slight, but Yvonne was angry. No one just pushed her family around. Yvonne flew off. Once she was in a clearing, she morphed into a person once again. "You will pay, swans," Yvonne muttered to herself. "No once just ruffles a Rothbart's feathers and hexpect to just swim around the lake."