36 Painful Truths Only Siblings Will Understand

She sniffed, derisive, but underneath the blasé mask she was having a wonderful time. It was the days like this that she enjoyed the most. It was nice to see her brother in higher spirits. Ig's good days had been rare enough since being forced away from home, and despite the fact that she was still being an absolute hellion, it was only because she hoped to perhaps distract him long enough that he might remember how to have some fun once in a while. "I cannot be held responsible for your wounds Iggy," she declared. "Sounds like a personal shortcoming." Of course, insinuating that her brother was dimwitted was a far cry from him actually being dimwitted. In fact, Ig was frustratingly keen sometimes. He had a nasty habit of seeing through her ploys, and it had been that way for as long as she could remember. Asshole.

Her nose crinkled. "I never pegged you for vain, brother! Exterior isn't everything you know- Shit!" Ig pounced towards her, and although she had been expecting some sort of retaliation he had still caught her somewhat off guard. Unfortunately for her that resulted in a bit of an overreaction. Her body moved without her brain's consent, and the exaggerated leap sideways landed her on shaky footing. Seph floundered in the mud for a moment, but eventually got her bearings enough to realize that if she was going down, she was taking him with her, dammit! Through what little control she have over her descent, Sephira tried her very hardest to tangle her paws in with his, hoping that she could trip him up on her way down.