you don't have to like each other, but

Mortis blinked incredulously at his brother as he admitted what he did. No, impossible. Azure was… was… this big brave knight to their other siblings. He was all pride, and certainty, like nothing in the world could phaze him. He couldn’t fake that, surely?

Mortis didn’t respond, not sure how to. He scuffed a paw in the dirt in front of them, leaning his weight on his back paws instead of his injured one. Azure admitted something else then, surprising Mortis for a second time in a matter of moments. “I was scared too, I didn’t want her to hurt you.” he admitted. It was a part of why he had decided not to tattle on Azure, and why he had stuck to that resolve. He didn’t want to give his brother any more reasons to hate him, or for him to get hurt.