[Lokisaurus]

So these boys have the power of multiplication, so tell me this: are they really twins or are one of them just cloning theirself for their own amusement?

Tell me their story below...

[ღ kismet]

The story of the twin multipliers

There were two brothers, close as can be to each other, always playing In the fields when the wind blew. But one fateful day the winds blew on the moor so roughly and tossed the kin to different ends of the earth, and ceased ever so quickly. The boys were not reunited in many years, and their tears are what fed the rivers and streams. One day, the earth split from one corner to the other in a tremendous crack, and the boys tumbled into the abyss endlessly. It seemed like a century, but they finally plummeted to the ground. Surprisingly, they were not killed in the impact, but it seemed that two large and misty hands had scooped them up before they hit the unforgiving earth they were doomed to succumb to. A soft voice pierced the silence by saying; "Why are you so distraught?" The two canine males quickly uncovered their eyes and, trembling, looked up towards the being that had saved them from the earth. "I lost my brother in the moor's winds long ago, and my tears fed the rivers. I could never reunite with him." The black wolf managed to croak. "I see. Now, wolf the color of the teal fishes, what is your story?" The misty being said quietly. "Well, I have lost my brother as well. We were very close kin, and we would play in the moors together. But one windy day, the moors swept us far away from each other, never to be reunited. My tears fed the rivers for what seemed like an eternity." The blue wolf whispered. Their savior then gave them a wide smile that pierced the darkness, and darted upwards gracefully, out of the earth's split. She then lifted the kin to the ground, and dived backwards into the split. The earth then sewed itself together quicker than a blink, and everything was as it was previously. The moors were just ahead, and the rivers were just behind. The two kin blinked at each other before grasping the other in a cheerful hug, weeping with joy. They then continued to play in the moors and the rivers with their eternal youth.