The Sentinels mother earth and father time

Sonder was jerked out of his silent reverie by a body stepping in front of him. Golden as well, but with more of the pale stuff on his belly than Sonder had. Their eyes were in direct opposition of color. But the other boy was not alone - a quick glance over revealed another tall boy, with darker fur and brownish eyes. 

You're not very present, are you.

"Must be pretty present. You're the one who talked to me," he responded, rose gold eyes scanning over the other two. They were regarded with boredom, though in reality they were making the smaller boy a bit nervous. "This your territory or somethin'?" He was pretty sure he'd not crossed any markers. As far as he knew, it was unclaimed.