have at thee, brother
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His brother could be such a dumb brute, always needing to feel superior. In lighter circumstances, the need for reassurance was almost charming in a way, and Hati hadn't minded playing along when they were little. This was the worst he had ever felt, though, and their opposing personalities were clashing head-on, neither giving way. Hati's eyes were narrowed to slits, staring as icily as he could muster as the last vestige of a smile slipped from Skoll's face. He would have pointed out that obviously warhorses were ridden into battle, they had both read storybooks about knights on horseback, but it was hardly the point he was trying to drive home. Hati cared so much about the stables. Working under Alder's guidance had given him something to be proud of, accomplishments that he achieved on his own, and his brother was trying to belittle them just so he could feel like an alpha again.

And then came the worst of all, the baleful words so carelessly uttered, but cutting to the core of Hati's insecurity. His eyes widened in hurt, an almost inaudible gasp sounding as he caught his breath in surprise. Was that really how Skoll felt about him? After spending all his life in his brother's shadow, he could never escape it and stand on his own? Hati's lower lip trembled, but there was nothing he could say.

Shock coalesced into rage, as the sudden need to strike back came crashing over him. Nose crinkled, lips drew back to bare fangs. Hati was bristling, dark fur rising in spikes all along his spine at the sound of Skoll's growl. His own snarl rumbled in response, cold blue eyes glaring unflinchingly into the challenging green. He balled his white hands into fists instinctively, relishing the feel of his claws digging into the leather of his pawpads. "'Care to take a swing?'" he spat mockingly, throwing Skoll's words back at him as his tense arm drew back, and he aimed a furious punch square at his brother's snout. He was going to smack the bastard's teeth right out of his mouth, make him bleed, then he'd see what his brother had amounted to!

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