[Caissa]

[We may as well begin ^_^]
Quiet's not typically an adjective used to describe the twins. One thrived in the kind of chaos you found behind elegantly locked doors, the kind that sent gossip spinning every which way, the kind that leaves people doubting their decisions and themselves. The other thrived in a more physical chaos- a kind of conflict that was in your face and would not let you forget it until both conflict and spirit had been exhausted- pandemonium in the streets-type of chaos.
To find either of them simply quietly recovering in one case and preparing for a long day in another was unusual, but it brought a reprieve for them and possibly those around them. Running at 200% nonstop was fairly difficult even for the exuberant Kas, even more so for the more introverted Kit.
The reprieve doesn't last long. Kit has places to be and Kas isn't quite allowed to tag along during Kit's hunts, so the avian hybrid swoops around the mansion's hallways where they reside, deep within the forest that the unlucky town was nestled next to, and she looks for someone to tag along with.