may the best child win

Ever since they'd left the den it felt as though Levi and his siblings had gone their separate ways, went out into the world only to cross paths every now and then if the mood took them. That was fine and all, Levi didn't want to smother or be smothered in return but he figured now would be as good of a time as any to get them all together for a fight. To rough and tumble like they used to back in the den, except this time they had more room and no mother right there to scold them when they played too rough.

Tipping his head back, Levi outright demanded his siblings show their faces, lest they be named the weakest of the litter.