The Hidden Royals (Kidge)

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Side Note..

Ok, so ages in this will be clearly changed a little.

Keith is still born in October but he born the year before Pidge but he still the same age of her. Its like the years are school years made still. Lance is born in July but the July born the same age as Keith making him the oldest and the Holt siblings born in April are the youngest.

So, they the same age but the year is semi working like a school making them all the same age while in the two years of being born. Hope that makes sense otherwise good luck...

"Why is the tree crying" Matt asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked to his fourteen year old sister who stood beside another sobbing teen who Keith was clearly glaring at.

"Oh, he shot me with his arrow" Pidge answered as she stepped forward, showing the rip in her tunic sleeve with a scratch was seen on her arm, clearly the arrow just scraped her a little not dong much harm.

"So, why is he the one crying" Matt replied as he turned to his sister who clearly already her spells to grow the planets needed to mage the ointment that she already spread over the cut.  

"I almost killed a child ... I'm a murder" The tall teen cried out, his nose snotty and he was a complete mess. He was rather thin while being so small and had lovely olive skin. Chocolate brown hair and wonderful ocean blue eyes. A bow over his shoulder with his bag of arrows on his back, he was clearly a hunter or still learning to be a hunter. 

"Exactly who you almost killed another human thanks to your shaky twitch in that finger of yours. You shouldn't even be hunting this far into the woods, you know how dangerous they can be and should use the paths leading to each town if your walking threw" Keith growled backed, clearly ready to hit the guy who almost killed Pidge.

"I'm alright Keith, calm down" Pidge sighed, she was still in her little brother cover and showed no sighs of being a girl, even after almost dying by the teen. 

"My brother is right, please both of you take a breath and calm yourselves. He alive and well, just please do be careful in the future" Matt spoke in a clam tone, his eyes on the other hand wanted to punch the guy who could have killed his sister. 

"I really am sorry, I don't normally shoot anything by my target. Normally when I hold an arrow ready for the shooting I'm in a zone and never get spooked out of it but then he popped up from nowhere and well I thought no one else would ever be this deep in the woods. The white lion doesn't normally let anyone this far in to keep them safe" The teen argued back, looking between the three fourteen year olds knowing at least two wanted to kill him while the other seemed unbothered over being shot.

"You sound rather cocky of your skills after shooting my brother" Matt frowned as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Well yeah, I am the best archer in this land, I have a keen eye when shooting my arrows and barely ever miss a target. I'm called the sharp-shooter for a reason that why its shaken me so much I almost shot you brother so easily. My skills are inhumanly and yet he easily got my me to miss a shot" The teen replied uneasy, rubbing the back of their neck while glancing to the oldest holt.