Amber Dane || Female || 16 || Fire/Lightning Elf
Amber's wary expression instantly went back to the one she had when she was living: A wild little girl who couldn't help but smile at the world.
"Thank you! I like your name too!" She giggled. She then put her finger into the flame the boy conjured and closed her eyes, enjoying the heat of it. Every fire was different. It had a different feel, a different sound, a different taste. And Amber just loved feeling them all. She liked his. It was felt just as natural, maybe even more so, as hers.
Phoenix Fire! She thought opening her eyes.
"So cool! And I like the idea of a slumber party! Can I go?" She asked running over to her brother.
Frost Dane || Male || 16 || Water/Ice Elf
Frost didn't like having to wait. He was tempted to just grab the boy, girl, kid and pin him down until either he or his colleague told them what's up. He was glad he had more patience than his sister. He then felt something tugging on his sleeve and he looked down to see Amber. He could tell from her eyes that she wanted something.
"What?" "Can I go?" "Go where?" "Slumber Party!" Frost just gave his sister an 'are you serious look' then he looked up at the ones she was talking to the same look.