Don't Think I Don't Think About It

His brother would spin around and the growling would grow stronger, ears pulling back and tail rising high over his rump, a dominant display towards his estranged brother… and more than that: aggressive. His litter mate took a step towards him and Kyung jerked back the growl growing louder still. Still the earthen boy moved towards him and Kyung planted his paws unwilling to run, to back down. They were too close, much much too close.

Rin would speak and the growling would stop, his expression growing hard. It wasn’t a stupid question… not really. Kyung was certain he didn’t look like himself, emaciated and unkempt but he could stop the cool remark that sprung to his lips. “Good to see you still remember who I am.” It was a barb, meant to hurl into his brother’s flesh and twist; a blunt instrument of his anger towards the wolf he had once seen as his brother.