Winter is not a season, It's an occupation.
ＦＵＬＬ ＮＡＭＥ::
Ishard Ahochukwa Harkin
"Ahochukwa means to be cold or to feel the cold
ＮＩＣＫＮＡＭＥ(Ｓ):
None Given
ＤＡＴＥ ＯＦ ＢＩＲＴＨ:
Jan.5||♑
ＡＧＥ:
18
ＧＯＤＬＹ ＰＡＲＥＮＴ:
Khione
ＹＥＡＲ:
12
ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:
Male
ＳＥＸＵＡＬＩＴＹ:
Heterosexual
ＥＴＨＮＩＣＩＴＹ:
Choctaw
ＤＩＡＬＯＧＵＥ ＯＲ ＴＨＯＵＧＨＴ ＣＯＬＯＲ:
FireBrick
LightCoral
Ishard Ahochukwa Harkin
"Ahochukwa means to be cold or to feel the cold
ＮＩＣＫＮＡＭＥ(Ｓ):
None Given
ＤＡＴＥ ＯＦ ＢＩＲＴＨ:
Jan.5||♑
ＡＧＥ:
18
ＧＯＤＬＹ ＰＡＲＥＮＴ:
Khione
ＹＥＡＲ:
12
ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:
Male
ＳＥＸＵＡＬＩＴＹ:
Heterosexual
ＥＴＨＮＩＣＩＴＹ:
Choctaw
ＤＩＡＬＯＧＵＥ ＯＲ ＴＨＯＵＧＨＴ ＣＯＬＯＲ:
FireBrick
LightCoral
ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:
⇞ Imaginative ⇞ Original ⇞ Highly Self-Confident ⇞ Independent ⇞ Enthusiastic ⇞ Hard-working ⇞ Determined ⇞ Open-Minded ⇞ Understanding ⇞ Experimental ⇞ Logical ⇞ Honest ⇞ Kind ⇞
☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾
⇟ Condescending ⇟ Withdrawn ⇟ Overly Analytical ⇟ Private ⇟ Skeptical ⇟ Critical ⇟ Impatient ⇟ Absent-minded ⇟ Stubborn ⇟ Cold ⇟ Self-conscious ⇟ Mysterious ⇟
☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾
Ishard lives in the world of theoretical possibilities. He sees everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. He lives primarily inside his own mind, having the ability to analyze difficult problems, identify patterns, and come up with logical explanations. He seeks clarity in everything, and is therefore driven to build knowledge. He is so strongly driven to turn problems into logical explanations, that he may not place as much importance or value on the external world. His natural drive to turn theories into concrete understanding may turn into a feeling of personal responsibility to solve theoretical problems, and help society move towards a higher understanding.
Ishard values knowledge above all else. His mind is constantly working to generate new theories, or to prove or disprove existing theories. He approaches problems and theories with enthusiasm and skepticism, ignoring existing rules and opinions and defining his own approach to the resolution. He seeks patterns and logical explanations for anything that interests him. He loves new ideas, and becomes very excited over abstractions and theories. He also loves to discuss these concepts with others. He may seem "dreamy" and distant to others, because he spends a lot of time inside his head musing over theories. He hates to work on routine things - and would much prefer to build complex theoretical solutions, and leave the implementation of the system to others. He is intensely interested in theory, and will put forth tremendous amounts of time and energy into finding a solution to a problem with has piqued his interest.
Ishard does not like to lead or control people. He is very tolerant and flexible in most situations, unless one of his firmly held beliefs has been violated or challenged, in which case he takes a very rigid stance. He is likely to be very shy when it comes to meeting new people. On the other hand, Ishard is very self-confident and gregarious around people he knows well, or when discussing theories which the fully understands.
Ishard has no understanding or value for decisions made on the basis of personal subjectivity or feelings. He strives constantly to achieve logical conclusions to problems, and doesn't understand the importance or relevance of applying subjective emotional considerations to decisions. For this reason, he is usually not in-tune with how people are feeling, and are not naturally equipped to meet the emotional needs of others. Ishard may have a problem with self-aggrandizement and social rebellion, which will interfere with his creative potential. Since his Feeling side is his least developed trait, he may have difficulty giving the warmth and support that is sometimes necessary in intimate relationships. He usally can, however, realize the value of attending to other people's feelings.
For Ishard, it is extremely important that ideas and facts are expressed correctly and succinctly. He is likely to express himself in what he believes to be absolute truths. Sometimes, his well thought-out understanding of an idea is not easily understandable by others, but he is not naturally likely to tailor the truth so as to explain it in an understandable way to others. However, this is a rare occurrence in his experience. In the end, an amazing discovery means nothing if you are the only person who understands it. Above all else, his sister and his father are the most important things in his life. And while, he and his sister share many quirks and behaviors, he's always been considered as the more approachable one and even enjoys social interaction to a certain extent. Both have large and helpful, while being slightly clueless, hearts.
ＬＩＫＥＳ:
||✔Copious amount of food✔Volunteering✔Studying✔Animals✔Spending time with his sister✔Playing the piano✔Speaking the native tongue in front of people who don't know it✔Playing silly pranks on his too serious sister✔All animals✔The occasional drink✔Winter✔Darker colors✔Tinkering with spare parts✔Fixing cars✔Driving✔Camping||
ＤＩＳＬＩＫＥＳ:
||✖Stress✖Manipulators✖Intolerance✖Prejudice✖Racism✖Sexism✖Making hard decisions✖Noise when I'm trying to sleep✖Bright colors✖Excessive heat✖Smell of Vanilla✖Egomaniacs✖Abuse✖Addiction✖Adultery✖Melodrama✖Social drama✖Junk food||
ＦＥＡＲＳ:
☠Losing his sister or Father
They've been together for so long, he's not sure how he would survive. His sister shares half of his soul.
☠A Problem With no Answer
Maybe it's a coping mechanism, but everything to Ishard has a rhyme and reason and answer to it. He's not sure how he would feel if he couldn't rationalize even the simplest of answers to a problem.
☠Claustrophobia
Thanks to a rather lengthy game of hide and seek in his early years, he gets rather uncomfortable in tight or dark spaces, and it only gets worse over time.
⇞ Imaginative ⇞ Original ⇞ Highly Self-Confident ⇞ Independent ⇞ Enthusiastic ⇞ Hard-working ⇞ Determined ⇞ Open-Minded ⇞ Understanding ⇞ Experimental ⇞ Logical ⇞ Honest ⇞ Kind ⇞
☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾
⇟ Condescending ⇟ Withdrawn ⇟ Overly Analytical ⇟ Private ⇟ Skeptical ⇟ Critical ⇟ Impatient ⇟ Absent-minded ⇟ Stubborn ⇟ Cold ⇟ Self-conscious ⇟ Mysterious ⇟
☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾☽ ☾
Ishard lives in the world of theoretical possibilities. He sees everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. He lives primarily inside his own mind, having the ability to analyze difficult problems, identify patterns, and come up with logical explanations. He seeks clarity in everything, and is therefore driven to build knowledge. He is so strongly driven to turn problems into logical explanations, that he may not place as much importance or value on the external world. His natural drive to turn theories into concrete understanding may turn into a feeling of personal responsibility to solve theoretical problems, and help society move towards a higher understanding.
Ishard values knowledge above all else. His mind is constantly working to generate new theories, or to prove or disprove existing theories. He approaches problems and theories with enthusiasm and skepticism, ignoring existing rules and opinions and defining his own approach to the resolution. He seeks patterns and logical explanations for anything that interests him. He loves new ideas, and becomes very excited over abstractions and theories. He also loves to discuss these concepts with others. He may seem "dreamy" and distant to others, because he spends a lot of time inside his head musing over theories. He hates to work on routine things - and would much prefer to build complex theoretical solutions, and leave the implementation of the system to others. He is intensely interested in theory, and will put forth tremendous amounts of time and energy into finding a solution to a problem with has piqued his interest.
Ishard does not like to lead or control people. He is very tolerant and flexible in most situations, unless one of his firmly held beliefs has been violated or challenged, in which case he takes a very rigid stance. He is likely to be very shy when it comes to meeting new people. On the other hand, Ishard is very self-confident and gregarious around people he knows well, or when discussing theories which the fully understands.
Ishard has no understanding or value for decisions made on the basis of personal subjectivity or feelings. He strives constantly to achieve logical conclusions to problems, and doesn't understand the importance or relevance of applying subjective emotional considerations to decisions. For this reason, he is usually not in-tune with how people are feeling, and are not naturally equipped to meet the emotional needs of others. Ishard may have a problem with self-aggrandizement and social rebellion, which will interfere with his creative potential. Since his Feeling side is his least developed trait, he may have difficulty giving the warmth and support that is sometimes necessary in intimate relationships. He usally can, however, realize the value of attending to other people's feelings.
For Ishard, it is extremely important that ideas and facts are expressed correctly and succinctly. He is likely to express himself in what he believes to be absolute truths. Sometimes, his well thought-out understanding of an idea is not easily understandable by others, but he is not naturally likely to tailor the truth so as to explain it in an understandable way to others. However, this is a rare occurrence in his experience. In the end, an amazing discovery means nothing if you are the only person who understands it. Above all else, his sister and his father are the most important things in his life. And while, he and his sister share many quirks and behaviors, he's always been considered as the more approachable one and even enjoys social interaction to a certain extent. Both have large and helpful, while being slightly clueless, hearts.
ＬＩＫＥＳ:
||✔Copious amount of food✔Volunteering✔Studying✔Animals✔Spending time with his sister✔Playing the piano✔Speaking the native tongue in front of people who don't know it✔Playing silly pranks on his too serious sister✔All animals✔The occasional drink✔Winter✔Darker colors✔Tinkering with spare parts✔Fixing cars✔Driving✔Camping||
ＤＩＳＬＩＫＥＳ:
||✖Stress✖Manipulators✖Intolerance✖Prejudice✖Racism✖Sexism✖Making hard decisions✖Noise when I'm trying to sleep✖Bright colors✖Excessive heat✖Smell of Vanilla✖Egomaniacs✖Abuse✖Addiction✖Adultery✖Melodrama✖Social drama✖Junk food||
ＦＥＡＲＳ:
☠Losing his sister or Father
They've been together for so long, he's not sure how he would survive. His sister shares half of his soul.
☠A Problem With no Answer
Maybe it's a coping mechanism, but everything to Ishard has a rhyme and reason and answer to it. He's not sure how he would feel if he couldn't rationalize even the simplest of answers to a problem.
☠Claustrophobia
Thanks to a rather lengthy game of hide and seek in his early years, he gets rather uncomfortable in tight or dark spaces, and it only gets worse over time.
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230
ＨＥＩＧＨＴ
6'3
ＧＥＮＥＲＡＬ ＡＰＰＥＡＲＡＮＣＥ
Ishard is quite tall and muscular, as cliche as it seems. His father was built that way and he's always had a love for physical fitness. His hair is the same black as his sister's, but would more than likely be straight rather than wavy if he ever let it grow. He tends to take after his father in the looks department, along with his jade green eyes. As for tattoos and piercing, he has none. In his culture, men and women do not adorn themselves with ink unless they prove their bravery in battle or through their honor. He's confident his day will come, and on that day his father will allow him to show his honor through his skin, his sister as well if she decides to. He does have one large scar on his right side from a rogue weed eater when he was a child. Rarely is he seen without someform of facial hair since he abhors shaving. He just keeps his whiskers nice and trim.
ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳＨＩＰ ＷＩＴＨ ＧＯＤＬＹ ＰＡＲＥＮＴ:
After having such a full life under the parentage of his father, Ishard could never bring himself to be truly angry with his mother. He was never lacking in love or support. Neither of the twins were. Since, learning not only what his mother was and what exactly that made him and his sister, his perception of her changed drastically. She was a goddess, and she cared enough to see that they had the best father in the world. He was grateful for that and the rare occasions when they saw her.
ＢＩＯＧＲＡＰＨＹ:
Randal Harkin is a musician and doting father. He would tell the twins of how him and their mother met no matter how often they asked. They would snuggle up in bed, often sharing one when they were younger despite having one of their own, and stare wide-eyed as his deep and ever-eloquent voice told the tale:
"The band and I had just finished our tour in the northern states, we had just finished doing inventory on all of our equipment when someone suggested we go to the local bar before we set out in the morning, to celebrate. Well, when we got there, there were several people that attended the show earlier that day there who were very excited to see us. All I can really remember about the place was that it wasn't very large and I was quite tired after exerting myself on stage. I decided to just sit for a while and sip a beer or two before leaving, just to make sure I kept some sort of appearance. I remember several ladies passing my way, but I had a strange feeling that night and none of them seemed as beautiful to me as they should have. I finished my beer and said goodbye to my mates, earning many groans about one more beer, and walked back to the bus. I had celebrated enough for one day.
It was March at that time, but we were still in the north and a blizzard had been terrorizing this particular region on and off for quite sometime. Well unfortunately for me, the bus was still quite a walk from the bar and the wind started blowing very hard, picking up the snow and swirling it in front of me and at my face. Coupled with the dark and now being nearly blinded by snow I was very soon lost and A leather jacket is fine for being out in the cold briefly, but despite my size I was becoming cold very rapidly"
"But mama saved you!" Isolde would always shout,
"Pipe down!" Ishard would nudge her.
Randal would only chuckle and nod his head, "Yes anhollo, she did. I had no idea how long I had been wandering, but the cold was becoming to much. I sat in the snow and pulled my now useless jacket tight, attempting to keep any warmth in. I could feel myself growing very tired and my hands and feet stung an I grew sad, because I knew this might be the end. Then, suddenly, I saw feet in front of me, wearing leather boots and black pants. As I gazed up I saw one of the most beautiful women I had eve seen. She had very sharp features, but there was no doubt of her obvious beauty and for a long time, I forgot completely about the cold. Her short white hair and bright blue eyes were all I could feel.", Isolde always sighed dreamily at this part while Ishard rolled his eyes," She extended her hand and I placed it in mine, and suddenly there was no more cold, I'd never felt so warm and comfortable in my entire life. I stood to my full height, but I was only tall enough to see just over her head. She was the tallest woman I'd ever seen and was even more beautiful up close. I looked down at her clothing, becoming horrified at the fact that she had even less on than I, Only wearing pants, boots, and a white T-shirt. I quickly Threw off my jacket and placed it on her shoulders, pulling it tight. I'd never behaved more like a school boy in my entire life. She only smiled up to me and chuckled.
'I chose you.', she said while grabbing my hand again and began to pull me deeper into the storm. I didn't know what she meant or where she was taking me, but I would follow her anywhere."
"What happened then anki?"
"We spent a very short time together. She told me many stories and we shared many things during that time, but she could not stay. She only told me that there was only one way for us to be together and that I would see in time. For months I walked around, living a half life, unable to imagine life without her. Then, the next year, on the anniversary of our meeting. She came to me again. I had no idea how she found me, since the band was on hiatus and I returned here to the reservation. At the time though, I couldn't care. It's as if the entire year never happened. I don't think I'd ever been so drawn to one person in my entire life. She looked up at me with a bright smile and placed her cool, pale hand on my rough, tan cheek," as he said this Isolde placed her little chubby hand on his cheek and he closed his eyes, fighting back the onslaught of emotions under her equally cool touch, "She said, 'There is much I must tell you, but first, you must meet our children.'I know I must have looked like a fool, standing there staring into her eyes after she just told me I was a father, blissfully unaware of what she had said. It slowly hit me what she had said, and I remember the shock I felt at those words. I never thought about being a father, I never even thought of settling down with someone or marrying, but she turned and walked out of the room and quickly returned with two small bundles in her arms. She brought them up to me and I don't remember seeing anything more beautiful than those tiny pink babies in her arms," he stopped briefly to run his fingers through the twins hair, both of them lightly snoring having been lulled to sleep by his voice. He continued, "And she said 'Their names are Ishard and Isolde. They were born 2 months ago on January fifth and bear your name, Randal. They are yours to keep, so that I may always be with you."
I told her I didn't understand, that none of this made sense, and she began to tell me the truth about the day we met, about how she found the handsome stranger in her blizzard and loved him for his generosity and heart. How she chose him to father her new Demi-Gods and what exactly she was. On some level I think I always knew she was different, that there was something other worldly about her, but this was something I never could have predicted. She placed both of you in my arms and kissed my cheek. She seemed as if she would turn away but I stopped her quickly. 'Will I ever see you again?' I couldn't deny the foreign tears that misted my eyes as she turned back around to smile at me. She walked back and kissed me lightly on the lips and said, "You shall see me everyday." Then, as if by magic, she was gone, like a crisp gust of wind in the winter. For a long time I could only stand there and mourn. I had fallen in love with her in such a short period of time, and I knew I would more than likely never see her again. But as soon as I looked down into your eyes. One set, green and proud like mine, and one and icy blue that I would never forget, My heart filled to the brim with more love than I thought ever possible."
Randal looked silently at the darkened window, to the snowfall outside and quietly thanked Khione for their precious gifts. He kissed both his birthday boy and girl on the head and closed the door softly, leaving it cracked only slightly, to let the light in. He knew she was there outside the window, watching over them, and that was enough for him.
ＦＡＶＯＲＩＴＥ ＰＯＷＥＲ:
The ability to turn people into ice You could say he was somewhat of a prankster in his younger days. He especially enjoyed watching that tiny vein tick in his fathers forehead after he froze yet another tutor.
ＭＩＳＣＥＬＬＡＮＥＯＵＳ:
❈ Isolde and Ishard share a black wolf named Nashoba
Although he is perfectly tame and harmless under normal circumstances, he is a fierce protecter and stands in their father's stead while they are away.
❈Ishard fixed up his own vehicle with his father in his early teens and it's his pride and joy: His BMW E30
❈Both twins speak their native language as well as French and Spanish.
❈Ishard is profficient in combat as well as hunting, but enjoys spending his time tinkering with electronics.
After having such a full life under the parentage of his father, Ishard could never bring himself to be truly angry with his mother. He was never lacking in love or support. Neither of the twins were. Since, learning not only what his mother was and what exactly that made him and his sister, his perception of her changed drastically. She was a goddess, and she cared enough to see that they had the best father in the world. He was grateful for that and the rare occasions when they saw her.
ＢＩＯＧＲＡＰＨＹ:
Randal Harkin is a musician and doting father. He would tell the twins of how him and their mother met no matter how often they asked. They would snuggle up in bed, often sharing one when they were younger despite having one of their own, and stare wide-eyed as his deep and ever-eloquent voice told the tale:
"The band and I had just finished our tour in the northern states, we had just finished doing inventory on all of our equipment when someone suggested we go to the local bar before we set out in the morning, to celebrate. Well, when we got there, there were several people that attended the show earlier that day there who were very excited to see us. All I can really remember about the place was that it wasn't very large and I was quite tired after exerting myself on stage. I decided to just sit for a while and sip a beer or two before leaving, just to make sure I kept some sort of appearance. I remember several ladies passing my way, but I had a strange feeling that night and none of them seemed as beautiful to me as they should have. I finished my beer and said goodbye to my mates, earning many groans about one more beer, and walked back to the bus. I had celebrated enough for one day.
It was March at that time, but we were still in the north and a blizzard had been terrorizing this particular region on and off for quite sometime. Well unfortunately for me, the bus was still quite a walk from the bar and the wind started blowing very hard, picking up the snow and swirling it in front of me and at my face. Coupled with the dark and now being nearly blinded by snow I was very soon lost and A leather jacket is fine for being out in the cold briefly, but despite my size I was becoming cold very rapidly"
"But mama saved you!" Isolde would always shout,
"Pipe down!" Ishard would nudge her.
Randal would only chuckle and nod his head, "Yes anhollo, she did. I had no idea how long I had been wandering, but the cold was becoming to much. I sat in the snow and pulled my now useless jacket tight, attempting to keep any warmth in. I could feel myself growing very tired and my hands and feet stung an I grew sad, because I knew this might be the end. Then, suddenly, I saw feet in front of me, wearing leather boots and black pants. As I gazed up I saw one of the most beautiful women I had eve seen. She had very sharp features, but there was no doubt of her obvious beauty and for a long time, I forgot completely about the cold. Her short white hair and bright blue eyes were all I could feel.", Isolde always sighed dreamily at this part while Ishard rolled his eyes," She extended her hand and I placed it in mine, and suddenly there was no more cold, I'd never felt so warm and comfortable in my entire life. I stood to my full height, but I was only tall enough to see just over her head. She was the tallest woman I'd ever seen and was even more beautiful up close. I looked down at her clothing, becoming horrified at the fact that she had even less on than I, Only wearing pants, boots, and a white T-shirt. I quickly Threw off my jacket and placed it on her shoulders, pulling it tight. I'd never behaved more like a school boy in my entire life. She only smiled up to me and chuckled.
'I chose you.', she said while grabbing my hand again and began to pull me deeper into the storm. I didn't know what she meant or where she was taking me, but I would follow her anywhere."
"What happened then anki?"
"We spent a very short time together. She told me many stories and we shared many things during that time, but she could not stay. She only told me that there was only one way for us to be together and that I would see in time. For months I walked around, living a half life, unable to imagine life without her. Then, the next year, on the anniversary of our meeting. She came to me again. I had no idea how she found me, since the band was on hiatus and I returned here to the reservation. At the time though, I couldn't care. It's as if the entire year never happened. I don't think I'd ever been so drawn to one person in my entire life. She looked up at me with a bright smile and placed her cool, pale hand on my rough, tan cheek," as he said this Isolde placed her little chubby hand on his cheek and he closed his eyes, fighting back the onslaught of emotions under her equally cool touch, "She said, 'There is much I must tell you, but first, you must meet our children.'I know I must have looked like a fool, standing there staring into her eyes after she just told me I was a father, blissfully unaware of what she had said. It slowly hit me what she had said, and I remember the shock I felt at those words. I never thought about being a father, I never even thought of settling down with someone or marrying, but she turned and walked out of the room and quickly returned with two small bundles in her arms. She brought them up to me and I don't remember seeing anything more beautiful than those tiny pink babies in her arms," he stopped briefly to run his fingers through the twins hair, both of them lightly snoring having been lulled to sleep by his voice. He continued, "And she said 'Their names are Ishard and Isolde. They were born 2 months ago on January fifth and bear your name, Randal. They are yours to keep, so that I may always be with you."
I told her I didn't understand, that none of this made sense, and she began to tell me the truth about the day we met, about how she found the handsome stranger in her blizzard and loved him for his generosity and heart. How she chose him to father her new Demi-Gods and what exactly she was. On some level I think I always knew she was different, that there was something other worldly about her, but this was something I never could have predicted. She placed both of you in my arms and kissed my cheek. She seemed as if she would turn away but I stopped her quickly. 'Will I ever see you again?' I couldn't deny the foreign tears that misted my eyes as she turned back around to smile at me. She walked back and kissed me lightly on the lips and said, "You shall see me everyday." Then, as if by magic, she was gone, like a crisp gust of wind in the winter. For a long time I could only stand there and mourn. I had fallen in love with her in such a short period of time, and I knew I would more than likely never see her again. But as soon as I looked down into your eyes. One set, green and proud like mine, and one and icy blue that I would never forget, My heart filled to the brim with more love than I thought ever possible."
Randal looked silently at the darkened window, to the snowfall outside and quietly thanked Khione for their precious gifts. He kissed both his birthday boy and girl on the head and closed the door softly, leaving it cracked only slightly, to let the light in. He knew she was there outside the window, watching over them, and that was enough for him.
ＦＡＶＯＲＩＴＥ ＰＯＷＥＲ:
The ability to turn people into ice You could say he was somewhat of a prankster in his younger days. He especially enjoyed watching that tiny vein tick in his fathers forehead after he froze yet another tutor.
ＭＩＳＣＥＬＬＡＮＥＯＵＳ:
❈ Isolde and Ishard share a black wolf named Nashoba
Although he is perfectly tame and harmless under normal circumstances, he is a fierce protecter and stands in their father's stead while they are away.
❈Ishard fixed up his own vehicle with his father in his early teens and it's his pride and joy: His BMW E30
❈Both twins speak their native language as well as French and Spanish.
❈Ishard is profficient in combat as well as hunting, but enjoys spending his time tinkering with electronics.
