you can PP arc! do you want this thread for his mercenary?
things weren't so scary now that arcturus knew that the monster that emerged from cover was his brother; a little indignant to be caught unawares like that, arcturus made some scrappy passes at his stalwart sibling. there was very little hope any of his 'attacks' would connect -- where revui went to the hilt, arcturus had a more tempered blade -- which, in battle, would always be the dark cub's downfall.
cast aside by the bludgeoning blow of a rather hefty forepaw, arcturus found his balance compromised. trying his best to maintain composure the boy playfully lunged for the offending digits that had struck him, his teeth parted to gently glom anything he came into contact with.
ok!! will spree this out w u so you can get it
ah hah! arc had him where he wanted him; just as unbalanced as him, and rendered almost incapable thanks to the rather protesting limb in his mouth. yet arcturus' victory was the shortest lived of triumphs -- with a sudden clash, revui toppled towards him like a statue undone, and managed to clunk him right in the head.
oof -- arcturus was dazed for a moment, and collapsed to the ground in a heap of confusion. he scrambled for a second to nip anything he could but was much too offkilter to do anything but tilt over onto the ground in a clumsy fashion.
quite unused to the unceremonious tumble he had been delivered, arcturus flopped to the ground the manner of a water-balloon, tired and expanding. his nips did little in recourse, and he felt his brother's presence press down in an ever ominous force.
yet there was little he could do; subjugated to being rather intimate with the ground, arcturus pressed his cheek to the earth and wriggled like a worm with little growls. revui outweighed him significantly, and as he was thoroughly pinned, all the boy could muster were half-hearted kicks with his hind end.
arcturus' kicks landed true, though he hadn't wished the pain upon his brother. feeling suffocated by his brother's weight upon him, arcturus wheezed and lost volition -- enough volition that his larger sibling was able to untangle himself from the mess of limbs and leave arcturus still dazed and winded.
his head hurt, incredibly. it was a whirling kind of hurt, and his shortness of breath had caused a strange sense of helplessness to settle in his normally spirited bones. had he known he had just delivered the unkindest of blows to revui he might have been more apologetic in his interactions; as it was, he was too preoccupied with his own hurt to notice the fumbling actions of his gravely wounded brother.
lying there, the boy collapsed to his side again in a series of heavy pants.