The Flowerlike Female Thief

Not one for talk of love, she only likes to fight and cause a ruckus.

A flowerlike bandit, her robe billowing as she strides,

a half-wilted peony from the wild tucked behind her ear, a whip bound to her powerful arm, a broadsword slung over her shoulder,

she stands on a tall rock by the roadside, looking down, idly swishing a weed and grinning.

Theme: Win people over with virtue