oh brother, where art thou?

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"Speech!"
There. Macabre padded his brother’s head on the furs, and despite his own wealened state, he at least was strong enough to make sure Ghoul could see more than just what was at his current eye level. Besides, Mac was a hard wolf to ignore - both in his obnoxious mannerisms and his flashy fur. Sometime he knew his brother appreciated in him. They made good company, truly.

The cow-spotted boy blinked (with the one seeing eye) as Ghoul asked about his bandaged other eye; the one that had been clawed through and maimed. He still recalled the squelching, the white-hot burst of pain as rivets of blood trickled down his cheek and snout that day. Kinda gross! But he’d find that little shortstack one day and make him pay, but he was in no rush. "Oh, funny story! Y’know that shortshit dude with the raptor claws we lost against twice? Yeah, he blinded me at the pack challenge.” He said it about as nonchalantly as one would talk about the weather - unlike Ghoul, Mac rarely ruminated on matters that affected him even personally. One would expect him to be furious at the prospect of being blinded - but he just didn’t seem to wrap his head around the notion of being bitter. It was the past anyways. He shrugged halfheartedly. "I just wanted to give him a broken paw, but I’ll get another chance someday."

His brother seemed amused at him calling the wolf who broke his leg moldy, and proceeded to explain through a pained expression that the weird statue they’d teased at the Soulless Forest altar had done that to him. The smile fell a bit as Mac curiously tilted his head. Ah..that happened. He furrowed his brow, trying to convey concern for his brother. That really sucked. Imagine trying to swipe one stupid firefly and getting all your limbs cracked for that. Those statues were rude! And they made him all gross and piss everywhere. Man, he was up all night for a good week trying to get rid of the fireflies that had..erm..entered him. But now he thought it was a cool party trick. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.

"Those statues sucked anyways, Ghoul. We’ll make it! Until your legs heal, maybe I can find a wagon for you so we can go on adventures and I can take you with me," He explained, clearly not thinking logically about how he’d find a wagon, nevermind try to lift his much bigger brother into it - bit he’d do anything for Ghoul! So why not? "All I know is, I won’t leave your side again, Ghoul. We’re brothers for life!"