Nothing but a game

He thought he heard someone nearby and was going to go check it out when a voice froma different direction demanded his attention and Amos' ears flattened automatically accompanied by an irritable growl. If anyone could make Amos feel just like his perpetually irritable mother it was this asshole. He was going to just ignore his brother and go his own way, he really was, but that stupid voice, and that stupid tone just got to him. Snarling, Amos turned, fangs bared. Assuming a dominant posture with tail raised high and head up with ears firmly forward the boy growled, trying so hard to not dignify this with a response and failing miserably.

It was the last bit that saved him from launching himself at his sibling with all the ferocity he could manage. Weeks? "Bullshit, the heck you have! I didn't even smell your stinky scent anywhere when I got here, quit lying Rogdar, it won't make you cool" he huffed, turning away from this irritant and prancing away from the barn hoping his brother would just go away.