The wind was blowing so hard as the rain pelted down that Phoebe could barely see where she was going as she lent forwards, trying not to get knocked over by the gale. She was heading back home from a walk she'd taken when the sudden storm had rolled in, and so as luck would have it, she got stuck in it trying to get back. Phoebe wasn't one for short walks, either, much preferring to go on long and leisurely strolls instead; that, and away from her small village of a home was the only time she could ever get to play around and practice with her inherited magic. When she and her twin sister were only 4, their mother had died of one of the many illnesses that had swept the Kingdom, and their father was left to care for them. However, not even 2 years ago, he'd been killed in an unexpected raid that had come to the village by their Kingdom's enemies and had then traveled well up into the hills and to the castle itself. A loud crack of thunder and a bolt of lightning shot down somewhere near Phoebe, and she jumped with a frightened yelp before picking her pace up into a full run now, barely managing to see the dim lights in the village come into view. About another 10 minutes later and she was finally rapping on the wooden door of the brick house herself and her sister lived in, waiting impatiently for Alkina to open the door for her. Soon enough, the brunette opened the door, cursing her sister's absentmindedness for wondering off before finding some towels to help dry her off and then moving over to the fireplace. Alkina looked nothing like her sister. A little thinner in the face, more athletic, and definitely physically stronger. Phoebe had inherited her magical gift from their mother and was the more feminine of the two, whereas Alkina had decided that she wanted to pursue Archery as both a hobby and in hope that she could become part of the Kingdom's army one day. That day had yet to come, unfortunately, so in the mean time the twins ran the local bakery on weekends for the actual owners, and during the week Phoebe ran a small tailoring business from within the house while Alkina would go out hunting and tag along with a few of her guard friends. "This weather is strange. It came out of absolutely no where, and it's so dark. Something..." "Doesn't feel right, I know." Alkina finished her sister's sentence as she made sure Phoebe got warm, and stayed so,"I've got some chicken soup cooking. It should be ready soon so that'll help warm you up." "Mmmm. Oh, y'know, I nearly got struck by lightning coming down from the forest. It was so loud, and for a brief moment I'd felt heat... It must have been behind me but I sure as hell wasn't going to stop." Phoebe laughed softly as she watched Alkina shake her head before walking off into their small kitchen. As weird as it seemed to her that Alkina wasn't the domestic type, she was a darn good cook.