“Hee! Aww, look. The injured one thinks he can still protect his brother. What’s wrong runt? Can’t take care of yourself?”
A meaty greenish-red finger reached out, poking Romulus. Tears again began welling in the corners of Romulus’ eyes as he cuddled his bear.
The sight of his hysterically terrified brother quaking uncontrollably from fear was too much for Remus to handle.
“You—” Reaching back, he gripped the side of the cage, “—will never—”
With all the strength he could muster, he lifted himself onto his one good leg, “—ever—” He propped himself into the most ferocious stance manageable, his voice attempting to deepen. “—ever—” Claws erupted, larger and sharper than he had ever seen, hairs now bristling, he growled, “—touch my little brother!”
Romulus looked up at the back of his b
