The vixen snorted as he responded. "Coulda fooled me." She teased and fixed him with a playful grin. He conceded though and she waited for him to settle down before speaking again. "Keep telling yourself that." They remained in silence for a while and her gaze turned back towards her celestial body. She had nothing to really say to him and if he had something on his mind it would be his choice to actually say something about it. Which he did.
"Can you imagine?" She began, almost as though she hadn’t heard him. "What if it had been us who had been forced out first?" She looked at him then. "Abandoned and wondering if we had done something wrong… why do we have to leave but our younger siblings get to stay? And then through it all you have to try and keep it together for your litter mates because if one of you breaks then we all go down."
She turned away from his again, though her voice kept the same intensity. "Then you find out a year later your younger siblings were forced out too and they are just as confused and hurt as you were but you have to be the responsible ones… you can’t let them see how angry you are… how hurt you still feel. You’re forced to be the reliable one, to look after your younger siblings because that what being the oldest means." She fixed him with her pale gaze. "I don’t worship the ground they walk upon… but I recognize all they’ve sacrificed for us. Especially when they could have just walked away and left us to our fates."