Duskfire Glacier Tuttusiugiak

He did not lose his temper. He did not lash out or fly into a rage, like his sister. The young Duskfire was far more controlled and mature than that. Arius, so often the voice of reason, rang clear in his ears. His brother did not wish to make enemies if it could be helped. Rigid but no longer bristling, Ensio eased himself into a poised sit. One that said this was gonna take a while. That this occasion was serious to him.

He looked Issor dead in the eyes, his lips firm, but not drawn into their darkest of scowls. "Invisible is the tip of the iceberg of what I've been feeling." He paused to emphasize, then continued. Time to rewind a while back, which he took the courtesy of doing for them both. "When Veteran and I found that first Caribou carrying sickness...we both displayed our instincts. Mine, caution, not fear. I was against killing it until we knew what we were dealing with." His glacial eyes narrowed some then. "After I corrected Veteran, I was in no shape of form, acknowledged by you nor Eldritch." His tail swept at the ground, once. "I felt like I wasn't even there. How do you think that made me feel?" He demanded. His tone stayed even and firm through it all. "Then, then my father gets struck by lightning, seriously wounded, while my mother worries herself sick. While my world starts to crumble as I watch my parents struggle. All that time, you visited them, what, once? I didn't even see you, then." He stomped a paw down firmly to express his frustration. "What kind of Alpha does that?"