The tall ashen haired warrior entered shortly after, his leather armour over his winter clothing. He looked around, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as he realized he came in late. The ashen haired girl waved her brother over, and he immediately listened to her, moving to her side. The girl looked awfully young to be there, and she was fully aware that she likely was too young to be there. Little did the others know however, she was raised in a court based environment. So, she felt at home here. “Lilly and Cain Coldbourne.” She introduced. “Representing ourselves in affiliation to the Dojo.”