Twins, indeed! Rakka mused as she carefully cleaned and brushed out the feathers of one of the newly born Haibane. They looked perhaps a little alike, but for some strange reason, they didn't seem to like each other too much.
"Do you... remember your dreams?" she asked softly into the silence. Her haibane, an older male teenager with somewhat long, black hair, muttered something. "Pardon?"
"What do dreams have to do with anything?" he grumbled a little louder.
"Well, none of us can remember our names, so we're named for what happens in our dreams. I dreamed of falling, so my name is Rakka. Nemu, there, seems to sleeps even in her dreams. Hikari dreamed of light, and so on. So, what was your dream?"
There was a period of silence before Nemu's haibane, a boy of similar age and hair color (though not style), spoke: "There was noise. Deafening noise. A huge crowd of people..." He fell silent.
"Oh? I wonder what that could have been... How about Zatsuon?"
The boy was quiet for a moment. "Za... tsu... on... It... will do nicely, I think."
"Good!" Rakka smiled. "And you? What did you dream of?"
The boy remained silent. "It was... not good."
"Oh?" Rakka paused, a sharp pang of memory drawing her back to another's bad dream.
"Thinks grew dark very slowly. There was a snake... I think it bit me." He stopped again, but didn't continue.
"A snake? ...Should we call you Hebi?" Rakka asked. Nemu shook her head.
"Nah," she said. "Something doesn't feel right about that. How about Jya?"
Rakka looked at her a moment, then at the boy. "Jya," she nodded. "How is that?"
"Jya..." the boy tried it out. "Jya. I think I like it."
"Zatsuon and Jya. Welcome to Old Home!" Rakka grinned happily.