Moonspear Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.

Having won the battle for Ying was one thing, but then he had lost her trail when the air grew thick with salt; he was agitated beyond anything he had ever experienced before, and after a while Revui felt the tell-tale ache on his belly that most men experience after being refused their pithy desires. It was a lasting sensation that made him feel ill, going so far as to force tension through his limbs and make walking difficult. Revui did not know the term for blue balls but that was precisely his affliction. He tried to run it off; that, and the heady bloodlust that had always been such a giant pain in the ass. In the hours that followed his body adjusted and the ache dissipated; so too did his lusting — for sex, for battle, for blood, all of it — and he rebounded from the shore through the wilderness.

He had not forgotten his brother, in the end. He knew that they had both sought the same thing and fought for it; he did not know the condition that Arcturus was left in, nor where he had gone off to (Revui had been mindful of his return route and passed obliquely by the forested arena, but found no body, which was a good sign). The only course of action left to him was to visit the mountain — to present himself. A part of him knew that an apology might be necessary, however, in the time it took for Revui to reach the lower hills of the claim, he had realized something else.

This time, as he approached the territory limits (ripe with @Hydra's scent; with @Kukutux', with @Arcturus'—) he cast his head high and marched with pride. It had taken longer to reach this point than it should have; his left eye, cleaved along the lower edge of the socket by a deep gouge, had since swelled to the point of shutting. But the injury did not phase him aside from being uncomfortable, he wore it like a badge of honour, triumphant. With a tilt to his chin he sang out to his family of his return. Within the message was an undercurrent of challenge; he knew what role his brother played upon the mountain, and he intended to take it for himself, as was his right.