Hideaway Strath Third child, restless child

And fight they would! The rumbling made from Tulok’s chest sets a fire in Alduin’s fat belly. How dare he, my own brother, not share food with me?! I demand it! Share with me! I demand it! 

Alduin growls himself and legitimately wastes no time in showing his distaste with a hearty, angry, little bark. Trying to be as fierce as possible he puffs out his chest, little chubby legs trying to hold him up high. He barks again and he’s bravely waddling over to his brother, instantly trying his luck at jumping on him and biting at Tulok’s scruff. Shaking his little puppy head even though it won’t do any real damage. 

He’s first born! He demands respecc!