The Bracken Woods don't look at me

It happened quickly— of course Runion had something to say first. He'd always liked getting the last word. He hardly moved as he felt teeth sink into his flesh, first piercing his cheek and ripping through. Alarian turned his head away instinctively, lunging forward to latch on to Runion's shoulder. In the next beat, he felt teeth rend his flesh again; this time at the place where his shoulder and neck joined, blood gushing hot over his shoulder and foreleg. He bit down harder on his brother's shoulder, twisting the flesh between his jaws and making no move to flee or stop the assault on his own body.