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In the midst of Ghoul wandering back toward his siblings, he noticed a particular brother of his had gone missing. Freezing in place, he lifted his head and searched with ruby eyes for that damn cow-spotted brother of his. Macabre, I swear to the heavens above. Ghoul's thought barely had time to finish crossing his mind when he turned to see his said brother lunging straight for the pipsqueak he had just maim. Clenching his jaw together, Ghoul had no words. He was proud of Mac for getting restitution, but also, could it not have waited?

Had Mac not learned enough skills through their sparring? Really, he wasn't surprised when the runt dipped out of the way to avoid Mac's attack. His blood would soon begin to boil as he watched those sharp claws slice his brother across the face. Every hair along his spine rose as his ears flattened back against his skull and his lips pulled up in a snarl. Attempting to keep as much of his composure as he could still handle, he hoped Mac would wander back now that the midget of a boy had put space between them. Of course, he didn't. Instead, his foolish brother laughed like the maniacal maniac he was and left himself open for the next bewildering scene to unfold.

Watching with wide eyes as the larger male, who Ghoul assumed was the small one's father, slid in to grab ahold of his brother's leg, he began to seethe. The resounding crack that followed was the only thing that held Ghoul back from seeking revenge. It was one thing to act upon his feelings, but going for whoever the fuck that was would have been foolish. Each muscle in his body ached as he watched the dire lean down to whisper in Mac's ear. Ghoul held himself steady as he watched with darting eyes as the man went back to his little group.

Just as he was about to yell obscenities toward the larger wolf, he watched Misery stalk over to Mac. As much as his mother cared for Misery, Ghoul felt the exact opposite. His paws moved quickly to place himself firmly between Macabre and Misery. Glowering stare caught the tail end of Misery's pathetic statement. "Keep your words to yourself or you'll be living up to your name," Ghoul hissed through clenched teeth. All fury and anguish, he watched as Misery went to grovel like the little worm he was to the other wolves. As much as he wanted to yell at the man who broke Macabre's leg, he had other things to give a fuck about. Turning his attention to Mac, he visibly frowned as he took a seat beside his brother and leaned his own forehead against his smaller brother's shoulder.

"We've done it now, haven't we?" Ghoul whispered quietly as he let out his own maniacal laugh. Glancing slightly toward where the fight between his mother and Medusa began to wind down, he wondered what the future would hold for them now.

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