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"Me? Orochi, I'm literally in no position to be calling anyone weak," Hide responded, voice still hushed and a tiny bit strained. Stupid emotions and all that. They sucked.

He took a deep breath before he spoke again. "Between the two of us, who wins the fights?" It was Orochi, every single time. "Who's faster?" Even with three legs? Still Orochi. "More experienced, independent, driven?" All Orochi. He gave a bit more pause, unsure if he should bring it up, before he continued. "Who has two eyes that actually function properly? Who can see?" 

"I can't call you weak. You're not the weak one," he finished, head still lowered and ears pressed back and posture sagging a bit. That was why he'd gotten so angry in the first place, after all - Orochi was powerful. He'd overcome his disability - learned to fight with it - while Hide's nose was still skinned from the last time he'd walked into a tree. It was humiliating, the distance between them, and to have Ruo talk down to the one wolf he admired more than anyone else? That was unacceptable.