Just like old times

Sephira grinned at her brother in a way that was nearly feral, visible only because of the low light emanating from his pelt. She couldn't bring herself to be offended by the insinuation that her holding a position of responsibility might for poorly, because it absolutely had in the past. "Only on occasion," she argued half-heartedly. It wasn't her fault that starting trouble was as much if not more fun than cleaning it up.

One of her kicks landed and she was satisfied with it. She could always ambush him later as final payback, some time and place when Ig would be less prepared to retaliate. Seph made a mental note to find a bog or wallow or somewhere sufficiently gross that would be up to the task. Ig pled exhaustion, and even though she rolled her eyes, Sephira sort of had to agree. It was closer to dawn than sunset at this point, if she had to guess, and the sun would rise whether they wanted it to or not. "Aww, is baby Iggy tired? Well, alright. Don't try to tell anyone I'm completely merciless, I have my moments of kindness! I suppose I can let you sleep for a little while."

But her brother went on, obviously becoming more irate as the words tumbled out. In truth Seph didn't know much at all about what had befallen her brother, except that the higher ups in Mars' pack had seemed far too pleased to break the news to her. She hadn't even waited to say goodbye to anyone before heading out after him. Irritated, she grumbled, "Well shit Ig, leave me with a cliffhanger why don't you? I'm supposed to try to sleep on that? Jerk." Yeah they were definitely going to have a nice long chat in the morning, but for now she would try her best to quiet down the gears he had just set turning, praying for at least an hour or two of rest before they would have to figure their shit out for real. These were the times she almost wished her life was boring.