Luminescence

That haughty, smug expression on his sister’s face is quick to fade, having been replaced with anger that festered from every fiber of her being. That sense of hurt and betrayal, it was one Sephiran knew well- he’d experienced it after the disappearance of Cifarelli and Auriga. It was all-consuming, fueled by raw emotion, creating a palpable aura of aggression that radiated from their very being. And Sephiran’s comment had ignited these same feelings in his sister.

She was glaring at him with a fiery intensity, those acidic eyes narrowed as she fixated on her source of anger. Him. Each word that left clenched jaws was venomous and sharp, laced in her unchecked rage as she reminded him of their siblings' shortcomings. Although he didn’t want to admit it, Yarra was right - she’d stayed by his side all along, while their brothers vanished into the void to satiate their depravities. Leaving them behind. And yet, Sephiran still cannot deny his disappointment in Yarrabelle - she’s proven herself to be loyal and capable - so why did she lack the drive to become more? It was perplexing.

Perhaps this opportunity for bloodshed is needed - Sephiran needs to release his frustration, and Yarra needs to defend herself against his accusations. And so, as the larger Saxe lunges at his sister, hooking his forepaw over her shoulder and engaging them in a grapple for power, Sephiran is relentless in his assault.

And so is Yarra.

Her neck twists, jaws snaking towards his scruff, which she grabs between her sharp teeth. A snarl resonated from him, a visceral reaction to the shockwave of pain that rolled through him. In the same breath, his jaws open, and he snaps at her head, trying to grab onto the parietal section of her skull to rank his fangs across her flesh. At this point, they’d become a whirlwind of limbs and fury as they grappled for dominance.

This was a test of strength and willpower.

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