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Tiponi laughed, letting his sister get his back leg. But before he could fall, he grabbed a hold of the back of her neck, using her to balance himself out. He brought his paws up, clawing at her fur, though he knew their claws couldn't really do much damage to one another in this position. Still, better to hang on and be steady, then to end up flipped over on the ground.

He shook his head, trying to shake his sister's grip on his leg while also trying to throw her around like his father had their mother. The only problem was that they were the same size, where as their mother and father were not. Still, it was good practice for when they would get older, right? He slid his claws along her back and shoulders, then tried to wrap them around his sister's neck in a sort of hug, trying to wrestle her mouth from him again.

Numai watched them, flicking his ear before he looked toward Karayan. So that male thought he could be silent? He raised an eyebrow in thought. If he was skilled at being silent then he was older...Then he'd be an asset. Hunter, scout, and assassin. Three things that he could see training a son to be good at. The boy just had to learn to move with the ground so it couldn't shift under his feet and make noise. He smiled a little, then looked back at the two cubs fighting, his intent gaze focused on them.

Tiponi grunted as he was kicked, falling backwards. He growled, still feeling his sister's claws as they'd raked his side. What was she trying to do, gut him? He watched her closely, growling. How dare she strike him like that! As Petrar lunged at him, Tiponi jumped up, meeting her in a clash of fang and claws. He got his front legs around her neck, trying to pull her head close to his chest so he could bite at her ears while falling onto his side and trying to kick out at her stomach with his hind claws.

Tiponi getting hit in the face by her paw made him blink in stunned surprise. He let her go, quickly rolling to his feet and watching her. Her claws had only scratched him, but still. He frowned a little, watching her. "Don't take an eye out, copy cat." He growled. "Father wouldn't be very happy if you maimed me, you know." He snorted, raising his head up as if he were so much better then her.

He watched her, his ears pointed forward as he focused on her. What a little brat...She could have blinded him! Ooohhh, he'd have been so angry if she'd done that, and father would have probably killed her. To think she thought she could do such a thing to him... It made his blood boil. "Stupid girl." He muttered.

"It's only an eye. You have two. You'd still be able to see," Petrar growled back, preparing herself for Tiponi's next move. "I could take off a couple of your toes instead, if you like. Or perhaps an ear." She grinned and took a few steps back, flicking her tail smugly behind her. "Done already, brother? Hmmph." Still, she wouldn't turn her back on him. He could get an idea into his head, after all.

She could imagine piercing the soft tissues of his eye with a claw. Ooh, she wanted to know what that felt like. Petrar snickered, wondering what Tiponi's squeals would sound like and the gore she would see.

How Petrar felt rage building inside her! Tiponi thought he was so smart. Like he knew what father was thinking. She wanted to scratch that grin right off his face. But part of her knew that he spoke in truth, and she willed herself back.

And his judgment of females, disgusting. She would never be one of them, forced to birth litter after litter of wriggling, pathetic cubs. She imagined every cub to be like Yoru, or Arlen, or even Lavona. Useless weaklings. "I will NOT be like Lavona or Yoru. Ever," she spat venomously, her eyes narrowing to slits. Then her expression changed to a wide-eyed grin. "Father wouldn't want to eat me. If females are as disgusting as you say, I would leave a bad taste," she chuckled as if she had told a witty joke. "I plan to be useful to Father, however he sees fit." Inside, she hoped that Father would give her a job where she could cause pain and suffering at her leisure. At the thought Petrar began to purr and closed her eyes, ignoring Tiponi's stalking.

"Then I would do it!" Petrar said harshly, not wanting to hear any more of Tiponi's words. "But I would strive to be better. I will NOT betray this family," she continued more calmly in words that sounded older than her age. If she had to, she would birth disgusting little runts for Numai. But she would not love them like a pathetic little female. From day one they would have to do her bidding, or die.

She glared at him. Of course Numai wanted sons. She knew that males as a whole were stronger than females. She had seen that enough through the treatment Lavona got from Numai to know that as a fact. But that wouldn't stop Petrar from striving to be stronger, powerful, and most importantly, useful. "How can you tell?" she asked carefully, turning her face away and giving him a suspicious, sideways stare.