They were both tall, similar in appearance, except for some subtle difference. One has a striking blonde hair, that looks like fire, and the other has a hair as dark as night. Their built was also different. One built like a warrior and the other delicate like an artist. The blonde was the delicate one, almost looking feminine in appearance, like he would break at the blow of wind, his eyes a beautiful green color like the woman holding me in her arms, while the other had a piercing brown eyes, much intense like his father. They were both watching me like some exotic animal, and their stare made me a little self conscious. I was forced to pull out of their mother's arms and compose my self. I must really look a sight with my tears and snotty nose. “You are always beautiful, even if you have a face of snots.”“Thanks, Frost,What will I do without your compliments,” I muttered sarcastically, wincing at her unflattering visual. “Anyway is it them?”“You do know it is one mate, right?”“
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