Issac and Caleb
"Hey. Males are called warlocks, not witches.... even though we are totally still witches... it's sexist really to have the distinction." Issac said before the cursed puppers could say his statements. Issac paused, his eyes lighting up with mischief. "Not as weird as some might think but definitely more than others know."
Tilting his head to the side, he looked the other man up and down with a smirk. "Seventeen years. I was signed when I was ten." The wind spoke a million thoughts to him, there were things about that should not be, but nothing he could put his fingers on. It was easy to be distracted by their silent discussions but better to attach onto the thoughts of the closest person rather than the white noise beyond them.