Moonspear Burn it all away

arcturus swam in the sea of his own confusion, distracted as he mulled over how this could have possibly happened. revui was but a distant presence; it wasn’t even until his brother’s rough shoulder jab that arcturus was pulled from his thoughts.

he felt this feeling, whatever it was, was toxic— revui did not deserve his jealousy. he deserved only arcturus’ support. it was not his fault that his brother had been overlooked — arcturus reminded himself of this over, and over, until it was a dull mantra echoing in his mind. 

he needed to get away. to think alone. to process all of this. choked, arcturus gave a halfhearted smile, the composure just about to crack. we should celebrate. i will find a meal. 

he had no intention of hunting, but he needed an out. selfishly he hoped his brother would take the bait, and remain unaware of arcturus’ inner conflict.