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The brazen child had watched the triumph of the wraith. A creature he shared a bitch with. His feelings to date were odd about her. Mostly annoyed with her, as she always seemed to interfere with his wanderings, However he felt a sense of intrigue as he watched his sister triumph over the russet faced wretch. His sister stood victorious, who else would dare to stand against her. He wanted some of that. He wanted a taste of that power. He demanded it. He had followed her at a distance, and when she called, he would enter the forest where he had grown up, heading straight towards the white queen with no hesitation. "I'm surprised you won. I thought for sure that bitch would rip you to shreds." He stated bluntly, a sneer to his jaws. That was as much of a congratulations as the wretch would ever receive from him. He was still annoyed at the words of the pink man, who had said his sister was merely winning. He wanted to know why. Stopping in front of his sister, and looking up at her with a challenge in his crimison gaze, he would speak again. "I want that. I want power. Teach me." He would demand her too. His demands wouldn't be a question or a plea. She would teach him and he would one day surpass her. He wanted to feel an enemy quake beneath him. He wanted to uproot and empire. He wanted power. The urge for it radiated in his blood, he needed it. "I want to kill. To slay. I want to rule." He went on, his tail sticking in the air like a rod, staring up at Artemis with a determined look.