now we got problems And I don't think we can solve 'em [DM]

Standing over his brother with broken toes and bleeding wounds across his muzzle, he stares down at the tiny boy. Breathless, he takes a moment to catch his breath. Looking at Ichor carefully, he can feel his eyes narrow. The fact that Ichor had been able to best him was commendable. Impressive even. He couldn't even be upset about it. And even with the death match going on behind him, he only focuses on Ichor.

Reaching out the unbroken paw to his brother, he offers to help him stand. "When the time comes, I hope you answer my call," are the only words he'll offer Ichor. Cryptic as they are, he says nothing else. Instead, once he knows his brother is okay, he turns to focus back on the fight. Silently, he roots for Sparrow to win, but shows nothing upon his face.

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