Trystan pulled up in the campus parking lot, turning off the car and stepping out, adjusting his jacket around him. Why was he always cold? Sometimes it sucked being a creature like him. Always hot. The thought made him chuckle as he walked around to the passenger side of the vehicle, opening the door for his sister, Crystal. She stepped out, wearing a similiar jacket. Dull yellow with a high collar and deep pockets. Her hair was white, the opposite of Trystan's jet black hair. Both wore forager caps that went with their jackets, hiding their fluffy fox ears. Sadly, they couldn't exactly hide their tails, so they waved and wagged behind them when they walked up to the front office, carrying military grade duffel bags over each shoulder. Both were the same height, and looked alot alike. The main way to tell them apart was the number of tails. Trystan had three, Crystal had five. Trystan had deep blue eyes, Crystal's were a much lighter, more inviting green. Together, walking in step, they made their way to the front office, chuckling at whispered jokes and nudging each other in the sides every now and then.