Wolves of Miscief (Loki Fanfiction)

Lost Once More

"What," Aphron gasped as he leaped away from his brother, his muscles feeling too weak to hold him.

Morali looked away, his pelt slicked against his body and he looked pitiful and small. "He fell and hit his head."

"No this can't be happening," Aphron wailed as hie body began to shake uncontrollably. "If he fell it shouldn't have killed him, right?!"

"He fell on the marble floor on a great height," Morali explained as he licked his paw and swiped it over his muzzle to collect the tears. "We were playing a game."

"So this is your fault," spat Aphron as he shook his head madly as he tried to grasp what had happened.

"We were just playing and it happened," Morali stammered as his tongue lolled from his mouth as he tried to speak. Aphron wondered if there was something wrong with his brother but right now he didn't care.

"How could you," Aphron yowled a she began to stomp around, his tail continuing to lash.

"I didn't mean too," cried Morali as his lips began to quiver. "I just wanted to play with him to make up for what happened and he climbed too high and slipped."

"I don't believe you," snapped Aphron as he lowered his head and thrust his paws over his ears. "I don't! You're lying! Don't lie to me." His voice had rose to a screech that rattled in his throat.

"Why would I lie," asked Morali as he drew closer to his brother. Aphron narrowed his eyes to rage filled slits and snorted.

"What if I I was there," Aphron wondered as his tail tip flicked as he thought of different scenarios.

"I don't know," Morali murmured into his chest fur. "It probably would have still been the same."

Aphron shook his head and narrowed his eyes. "I don't believe you! I would have saved him." With that he darted forward, feeling grief rush over him once more.