The children stopped running around, their faces zeroing in on Kire. "Whoa." The five year old said. 
It prompted Ysaryn to kneel on her mat and raise her head. She looked from Kire's short ebony hair to her lightly sunkissed skin, illuminated by her grey hued eyes. "I prefer the gold." Ysaryn admitted. "But is hard to tell you are you. Details different."

Indeed, aside from the change in colouring, Ruki's enchantment made Kire's eyes appear slightly more slanted, the kids heavier. Her nose was less sharp, and her lips slightly more rounded. She looked as if she could have been born and raised in Ziad, as Kire had requested. 

"So her hair isn't gold anymore?" Envy asked. 
"No. Black. Grey eye. Dark skin. Not like mine, though. Pity." Ysaryn went back to her exercise.