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Defeat was bitter indeed. Cypress was unable to look at his brother, his eyes averted to the side looking past whatever portion of his brother that might fill his vision and into the trees beyond. Perhaps it was simply instinct and the nature of things that made the mottled youth avert his eyes from the victory. Whatever it was, Cypress did not want to see Alder right now, at all. He just wanted him to go away, back to the Court where he belonged now. He would not admit he was wrong and just because he stronger and larger brother had beaten him didn’t prove it. If he was so high and mighty then why hadn’t he already gone to fetch mother?
Cypress rolled to his feet as Alder let go of him and got to his own feet. He did not look at him nor did he say a word as his brother said he would be staying. He did nothing but grit his teeth. The last thing he wanted right now was to see that masked face everyday.
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