Broken Antler Fen J'attendrai

Torn asunder, the pair rolled in the muck and mire with hungry, razor edged jaws open in sport. Among their clan, the line between affection and violence blurred and the two intermingled into one great beast-- a brutal manifestation of brotherly love. Perhaps barbaric to some, it served as a humbling reminder of a distant home for Nails. While locked in single combat with his brother, Nails realized how much he missed his kin when he was away. It was too bad that he planned to leave them to forge his own path.

There was only so much room to grow in the shadow of his sibling.

Thorn stilled and a standoff ensued. Golden eyes bore down on mud dappled fur and his brother's serious and hungry gaze. He could not hold it for long, Thorn would break first. With the slow wave of a tail, Thorn did. He moved fast, surprising Nails with a splash before surging away to cut a swathe from the shallows to the bank of the pond. Nails was practically begged to give chase.

He tore off in pursuit, cutting away from the frigid water. Mud fell from him in thick globs as he pressed on his brother's heels, unyielding, unwilling to give him a single inch's breadth.