A light skinned boy at about the age of 6, yelped as he looked out the window with his black eyes with purple pupils, trembling as the thunder roared. He glanced over at the nest of black feathers cuddled up in a corner of the dimly lit cave, before glancing at his brother who was hugging his knees as he slightly glanced out the cave at the storm. "B-Brother.." The first one called out quietly as he watched his brother's white hair fall in his face. As the first continued to watch his brother lightning struck a tree near their make-shift home.

"Momma!!" The first child shouted as he ran to the nest of feathers, attempting to crawl in. A low growl erupted from the piles before it moved, a wing spreading, causing the boy to fly across the room. "Don't touch me! You have no right to! Leave me alone brat!" The boy that ran towards the creature held his arm as he held back his tears. "Brother." He heard, turning to look at his twin who held his arm out, holding his brother's arm before bringing him to rest his head on his shoulder as he hugged him, allowing him to softly cry into his tattered shirt. He quietly comforted his brother, knowing their mother would get up and yell for being too loud. As his brother quickly drifted to sleep in his arms, he glared at the wings before hugging his brother tighter as thunder roared, having his brother shielded as rain poured into the cave, splashing his face.

"We'll make it out of this one day brother.'