Bearclaw Valley i've seen their worlds inside my head

His sister's retaliation was expected and welcomed. For the right cause, Aventus could be strong, too. He reared on his hind legs to catch his sister's pounce head-on, crowding her space and taking strategic shots at whatever she exposed: her neck, her eyes, her ears. Any blows that landed were softened by the blunt ends of play, but bruises weren't off limits, and he planned to give her several if it meant teaching her not to come up against the one-eyed dragon.

It was some perverse love that drove him to do so, and like Avicus, his attention was wholly redirected to this pursuit.

Last for me as well.