Mumma please

He remembered when he had been Citadels age, young and desperate to impress his father. Proud. Hell, he was still proud. “He's full of hormones and pride. He's strong, and doesn't know his limits yet. In his way you told him he wasn't worthy. I wouldn't be surprised if a part of him did it to prove himself to you, even though you aren't impressed by shows of force” He continued to pat her fur, letting his thoughts roll through and off his tongue. 

“But mostly, I'd say it's because you made it public and he was angry and embarrassed and he reacted without thought. Pride is a sin that breeds true in the Fatalis bloodline.” He said, only a little regretfully.