>> four's twin
>> spiteful *******
>> he/they
>> doesnt care abt the other witches just exists to stop four from making everyones lives a living hell



A faint rustle rippled throughout the dense shrubbery of the shrieking wilds, an occassional huff and pant heard inbetween the sounds of the leaves. A dark, mossy spiral leaped out from the crown of a large oak tree, barely grappling onto a lengthy vine connecting the canopies of the dense forest. Struggling a little, though managing to finally maintain balance, he shook his head, dirt and leaves falling off of it like raindrops. A quick glance down at the ground, he smirked, and let out an arrogant chuckle, "what, that staff making it hard to climb?" A just as mossy, though much lighter in coloration spiral that was cautiously sitting on the ground below the vine looked up, simply replying to the darker's spiral's taunts with a short "no." The darker spiral let out an agitated huff and retreated back into the lush canopies of the shrieking wilds, the lighter spiral running after him.