As if being one of Kaeryn's identical twin cousins isn't enough to make her a part of Kae's life, the fact that Ali is now a 'rider in Kae's weyrmate's wing makes her even moreso. Almost a full ten turns Kae's junior and spending most of her life being a fosterling at the Starcraft Hall in Gar meant the two didn't really have all that much time to get to know one another while they were growing up, so now is there chance.

The quiet, shy one of the twins, Ali always preferred spending the day outside in the gardens to socializing and getting to know people. Life has become more interesting for the young rider, since Impression, but Uillauth balances her life out in a way she could have never done on her own.

Ali
     Whisps trip forward, barely brushing in wide, dark eyes, almost cinnamon in hue, which are thickly framed with ebony lashes. Pert nose is centered between a pair of always rosy cheeks, complimented by carmine lips. Sable locks are tightly plaited together, complete with orange and black ribbons, into a french braid style that ends several fingerwidths above her shoulders. Her height has finally peaked, leaving her at just over 5', 5'1 to be exact, but the gentle curves that flow across her form detract from her smallness, showing that she is, in fact, leaving her childhood behind.
     Blue and purple.. perfect colors for Ali, right? A soft lavender shirt rests on her shoulders, the almost silky fabric hugging her tight and tucked into the waist band of her pants. The pants, made of soft leather in a deep blue hue, hug from her waist to her ankles as a second skin, showing off maturing hips. Points all along them allow for attaching anything that she may find vitally important to have during threadfall, and the belt has hook points for the saddle. They are tucked in the knee high boots, made of tough purple werehide and laced with dyed leather lacings of a light blue. Her jacket hangs down mid-thigh, almost a duster length as it flows with her every step, the blue waterproof fabric keeping out the rain, wind, and even the chill of between as it hugs her protectively.
     Ista Weyr shades of orange and black are both represented within the pair of cords that twist together, forming a singular loop and ending in a long tail. The cords are encircled twice: once by a thread of brown that represents Uillauth and once by the thread of silver that represents her status as a Wingrider.

Uillauth
     Earthy hues settle onto his body, monotonous hide of rocky hue gradually transformed into lush beauty as it sweeps down muscled chest and legs. Sunlight clings closely to his slight mass, turning matte brown into glittering mahogany where rays outline bulky weight with brilliance. Spars of obsidian black fall against his neck, arrowing down into relentless chestnut coloring of his wide back between wingsails. Obsidian also are the jeweled tones that have gathered atop lofty headknobs and trace the jagged outlines of his eyeridges. His muzzle may well have been carved, more apparent in the angular planes that reside as cheekbones and the still unfinished craggy 'ridges that spike from his back, eroded eventually into a slender tail. Amidst these rough outlines, wings blossom into surprisingly dainty sheets of autumn hues, lined by charcoal veining.
     Thick, gleaming straps of deep crimson stretch across the rocky hue of shoulders and wrapping comfortably around his large chiseled form. White padding, protecting the soft hide from chaffing and discomfort, is attached to the underside of the straps with the same even stretch of silver thread that lines each side of the well tested, well oiled straps. Various places are marked with tripled stitching to make the straps more secure in places that receive the most strain. Stitched into the center of the straps in orange and black is the insignia of Ista Weyr.