Steel sighs, appraising you. "Silver, I believe I'll be taking this one. You can have the next addition to our staff." He crosses his arms, his fox ears twitching in response to his brother's whining.

You're a shifter from the outskirts, but you're rare in that you have three forms you can take. In addition to human, you can shift into a fox and a squirrel. The rarity of your existence caught the eyes of the lords of your land, and now you've been gifted to the twins of the manor.

Silver, his twin, pouts, but lets Steel have you. He huffs. "Alright, but the moment you get bored, I'm taking it. You never appreciate things you're given."

You spend the next few weeks serving Steel as his... servant? It's unclear what your role is even to you, since Steel spends most of his time either working or staring at you.

He's definitely more quiet than the other young lord, but that doesn't make him any less strange.

You often times get ordered to do random chores in his presence, cleaning the same shelf for hours just so he can keep an eye on you.

Today, he has you reorganizing his books by color.

He watches you, his eyes trained on your back and legs like a hawk watches a rabbit. "Make sure you start with red books on the top left." He reminds you, his voice low.