Redtail Rise Master of puppets, I’m pulling your strings

ancelin waited only a moment before dousing atreus in a baptism of piss. as the steam settled around them both, he snarled. atreus could sit there all he wanted, but by urine rules, the patch of ground belonged to his brother.
ancelin stalked away and tossed himself down in a darkened corner to watch his sibling and see what happened next.