Angel ━ Caius Volturi

Silvery flakes drifted down, glittering in the bright light of the harvest moon. The air was frosty, and the snow lay like white sequins across the ground, a breathtaking sight. Serenity, an angel with hair like spun gold, blinked thoughtfully as the frost gently kissed her face, captivated by the soft illusions of light heavy on her eyelashes. She adored the snow, especially when it was falling.

A comfortable breeze caressed her face, softly blowing loose strands of her hair. She inhaled the pure air of the clouds, letting her eyelids close as relaxation settled upon her. But such peaceful silence was meant to be broken, and it was, by the crunch of snow beneath light footsteps. Turning, she recognized the intruder as Gabriel, the angelic messenger and a good friend.

"Join me," she invited the blonde-haired male, but he laughed incredulously. "You know that's not what I'm here for." Nevertheless, he pulled in his majestic white and gold wings and sat beside her, their shoulders lightly brushing.