Brisingr wasn't one to mess around but sibling annoyances he tolerated to a point. Raising a brow with a raised muzzle accompanying teeth soon after he looked directly at his sister. The notion to bite into her hide had crossed him, but Bris rather wanted no childish antics right now.
"What do you want?" he scowled with a similar rattle to his tail as it scraped over stones. Cynder's second born son wasn't one to initiate combat without a full set mind on what he wanted. Still young in his days the hatchling was already becoming a decent asset to his mother's cause.
His elder sister though did annoy him but not as much as Iolanthe. He just wasn't fond of females period. Glaring for a moment at the youngest female he stepped out to address Sulfur.
"I'm here Sulfur. You don't have to act as if I'm invisible unlike our other sister, " he looked around with a sneer, "who seems to not be here right now." He couldn't tell what he didn't like about the elder sister, but he certainly didn't like her either. Looking to his side the faint glow of red made him blink. Just like his father he had a companion. But this one was a little more complex carrying one heck of a chip on its shoulder. Should he have one that is.
