Meh. Truls had hoped to get some cool scars in return, but he doubted Tall would be willing to keep experimenting. Scars from brothers were still cool! At least if you made up a really neat story to go along with it. Seriously, Tall didn't have any imagination. Truls didn't bother getting up from his sprawled out position. He kicked the air as he watched Tall leave. This was no way to end a fight. No one had died, not even a little bit! How very disappointing...

"You're boring," he called after his retreating brother. When he couldn't see Tall anymore he sighed and got to his feet. Now what? He padded off to find someone else to bother.

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