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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2019 10:45 am
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A short distance away, Adalhard's brother Ferox sighed as he first caught sight of his energetic sibling. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the company of his sibling, but there were times where he found his...exuberance exhausting. He was half hidden in a small crevice, which explained how his sibling had not caught sight of him sooner.
He'd made his way to the rocky shore in a fit of pique - something about the way the waves crashed against the rocks helped soothe his temper. Their mother spoke little about their father, and while he tried, constantly, to win her approval, always felt like he fell short - unlike his sisters, who seemed to effortlessly earn her praise and affection.
Shaking his head, he couldn't help the small grin that crept across his maw as he watched Adalhard roar (quite pitifully, if he did say so himself) from his position on top of one of the larger rocks. Getting to his feet, he shoved down the insecurities that had brought him out here and strolled toward his brother. "Were you trying to frighten mice, Adalhard?" he asked, eyes dancing with amusement. Surely tussling would work just as well as watching the waves crash against the rocks...?
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Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2019 5:39 pm
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With a satisfied yowl of his own (his own rather pitiful attempt at a war cry), Ferox met Adalhard head-on. Unfortunately, as he did so, one of his back paws, scrabbling for purchase, happened to hit a wet patch of rock, and slipped, unable to get any traction. Predictably, as a result, when his brother hit him full-force, he was immediately (and embarrassingly, had the audience been anyone aside from his own sibling) swept off his feet.
Grunting, Ferox landed hard on his side, although it didn't take the scrappy young cub long to retaliate, batting furiously at Adalhard's face with tiny paws.
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2019 5:33 am
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Still breathing hard, Ferox eyed his brother suspiciously, as if half afraid he was going to pounce again once his more vibrantly-colored sibling let his guard down, then huffed a small sigh. "If you say so," he finally said, with a toss of his small mane...although privately he wondered at such...lofty goals. Maybe he'd tell their mother about how he'd beaten Adalhard today, and she'd be proud of him? Even if she told him so, though, would it be true?
Standing fully upright, he shoved his thoughts aside, lips twisting up into a grin that felt as fake as it probably looked. "I bet I become a reaver before you do!" he retorted, giving his sibling a superior look. And, while it had sounded like a boast, he intended to do all in his power to make it so, determined to make a name for himself, to one day become someone to be proud of.
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