brother where art thou; Maertin/Fam

[Maertin]

Some twins come in matching sets; Brennen and Galilee’s youngest sons certainly don’t fit that bill. Qaen is black and spotted, Maertin is simply chestnut. One twin deals in light, while the other in water; but they are in other ways unmistakably brothers. Often they bicker amongst themselves, but a united front is presented to the world. Still, boys will be boys, and Maertin has a mischievous streak a mile wide. He has many siblings and cousins and Brothers with whom to interact and play his games, often with Qaen at his side, but sometimes he can’t help but make his other half the target of his lapses of judgement.

He’s tucked himself into the shadows, practicing his quiet stalking. His color does not help him, but somehow he has stayed concealed from Qaen thus far. But his twin’s calls of his name grow increasingly frustrated, and his attention span for hide-and-seek grows shorter and shorter. When Qaen bursts from the foliage onto the warm sand, Maertin is only a breath behind, and he uses that breath to expel a loud cry of “Boo!” from his throat as he lands just feet behind and jumps forward to tag his brother’s rump with his nose, irrelevantly unaware of the alarm cried by the birds overhead. “You’re it!” he claims proudly, amber eyes laughing.

Maertin

this would be a great place for a quote

@[Qaen] I'm sorry I'm so slow TT_TT