I've got it at last! Topaz -- the brown-gold hue of the "elder cousin's" eyes. That's what I call them: the Cousins, Old and Young. Not that Elder is anything but young himself. He's got a handful: keeping one topaz-eye on the youngest, the other on his older kinsman, and doing his best to learn all he must... and grow up. I see it in his apple-cheeked face. Still, he cannot hide his shudder at those howls. Even the most seasoned of us feels his blood freeze. He's yet to learn to mask it. He'll catch on, soon enough. Or die.
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