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  Horus found himself quite relaxed in his Massilian home. His childhood days of stealing for his owner back in Egypt seems so far away compared to where he was now. In this place where making a name for yourself seemed far more important than making friends or really even keeping up with family. The dark caracal had already begun making a name for himself, having captured four felines in his career already, with him not even being a hunter for a year. He was eager to continue proving himself to the other hunters, as well as to the woman he found himself fancying more and more, Venia. Even if he'd created a family with her now, he still felt the need to prove she had chosen the right man to be with.

  Although progressing your career amongst the hunters usually meant not being super active with your family, the caracal just couldn’t see himself ever leaving his brother Amon-Ra. The two had been through everything together, and he wanted to see his brother succeed just as much as he has.

  Since the day their ship docked in the grand portside city of Massilia and they had moved into their new home, Amon Ra had done nothing but live in the lap of luxury, eating what he wanted and when he wanted, sleeping all day and everyday and not tending to the duties he was expected to do, since being entered into the hunter program alongside his brother, whom he hardly saw these days.

  He yawned from his windowsill perch, stretching his forelegs out, outstretching his claws before bringing them into his face and turning over to peer into the bedroom he had taken residence in for his nap.

  The dark caracal laid about, taking a nice rest, a rather well deserved rest. From the multitude of raid this past year to capturing more felines during the year, the male found himself quite tired and in need of recovering. Although he wondered where his brother was, surely he’d be happy to see him back after of course being a lazy sack of potatoes and not doing any work. Although he loved his brother, he couldn’t help but find his lifestyle extremely abhorrent. Horus came here to stay here, not get taken away again like before, yet Amon-Ra seemed to have shut down ever since leaving Egypt. He used to be somewhat smart and helping him steal for his Egyptian owner, though now he seems to just be gaining more and more weight and not doing anything for a majority of his days.

  He was getting more worried about his brother. This lifestyle was not a good choice.

  The tan caracal yawns again from boredom as he considered what to do next when his nose twitched at a whiff of the familiar smell of fresh fish, the only thing he would move with effort for.

  He groans as he leans over the window sill, lifting his heavy body and hopping down, landing rather clumsily on the tile ground. His physique had changed drastically over the time he had lived here, in less than a year, his once young, slender body had become plump and round, often struggling with excessive physical activities.

  Horus laid his head down, closing his icy eyes and sighing, finally glad to be back home, where he could spend more time with Venia, his family, and his brother. His worn out muscles tinged in pain, but rest would overcome him before any soreness would stop him from sleeping. "It's good to be home," Horus smiled, curling up on a soft pillow.(edited)

  Amon Ra sauntered over to the kitchen enticed by the aroma of the lunch being prepared, letting out a mew to alert the cook of his presence rubbing up against his leg as lovingly as he could, knowing how easily he could get what he wanted from the man.

  The man presses his flour stained fingers to his lips as he slipped a couple of sardines down to the the begging cat "Off with you now, before the master tells you off again, Amon", he winks as the caracal appeared to give a nod his mouth filled with the two fish as he sauntered back out happy with his effortless catch, planning to find a good spot to eat his snack.

  His claws clicked against the cool tile floors of the long hallway leading to the bedrooms, entering one of the more cooler rooms, with the comfiest bed.

  The dark caracal nearly passed out once he heard the clacking of claws on the floors of the home. He hesitantly peering through half closed eyes in the direction of the noise. Amon, Horus thought with a slightly annoyed feeling, wanting to relax and pass out. Though it seemed as if the male's brother was going to join him in his comfy pillow covered bed. "Ugh please be quiet..." Horus grumbled, his exhaustion making him not want to talk now, though with his brother being here, that was likely impossible.

  The tan caracal's ears perked as he prepped himself to leap up onto the bed, having to cling onto the sheets with his claws to heave himself up and over, dropping his fish snack as he did so. "Oh, brother, you sure are a surprise? Found time off from your hunting friends for once?" he was rather blunt in his comment, not hiding his dislike towards his brother's job.

  “You’d have friends if you weren’t such a fat hermit,” Horus grumbled with an annoyed glance at his brother. He was trying to sleep and yet he still comes up here to pester him about his good work. “You do know you’re a hunter as well and should be capturing as well correct?” His brother’s disregard to the job given to him by their master annoyed the dark caracal. They were trying to make this home work were they not? It seemed to Horus that Amon-Ra was keen on leaving it.

  "Of course I do, how much of an idiot to you take me for, brother? I'm merely biding my time and besides this was your idea not mine" he retorts munching on his first fish rather sloppily

  “Biding your time for what? To become a gelatinous blob by eating food given to you and not giving back to the hand that feeds you?” Horus grumbled, he could not imagine a less grateful feline than his brother. The least he could do is at least do his city duties, going on patrol, looking after captured cats. But even then he doesn’t do that much.

  Amon sneered at his comments, dropping the half eaten fish from his mouth to glare at his beloved brother "At least I'm further away from being a common dog, do you sit and roll over for them too, Horus? Whilst I am grateful for the food and shelter that does not mean that human is entitled to my protection let alone this city".

  "Oh? You're further away from being a common dog?" Horus sneered, with a big of a grin appearing on his face, "At least a dog knows when to give back, unlike the street rat you continue to be." Their lives in Egypt ended a year ago, why his brother could not move past it still confused him. Why was he so stuck in the past that he refused to better himself and let his own emotions and hatred consume him with the food he eats.

  "You could have been great along side me, but you choose to consume your emotions," The dark caracal scoffed, looking at the half eaten fish on the floor with disgust.

  The tan caracal rolled his eyes although there was some truth to his brother's words he refused to agree with them or give any acknowledgement towards them.

  "I can still be great with or without you, besides you've got other cats lined up to be your sidekicks" he murmured, letting his jealousy slip.

  "Great without me? You're already the bane of anyone's existence, and that's the complete opposite of great, man. You haven't done anything since we got here," Horus sighed, damn near rolling his eyes into the back of his head, inwardly annoyed, truly being on the end of dealing with his brother's total lack of interest in doing anything with his life. He was 100% a freeloader, and at least Horus proved the two deserved to be there by being a great hunter, but his brother? Nothing. He's done nothing to prove his worth. If it weren't for Horus, he could be certain Lurco would've kicked his brother out by now for being wholly nothing more than a useless fat pet.

  Amon Ra rolled his own eyes becoming more agitated at his brother's persistence, "And right now you're my bane, you have your little happy family to go bother so go" he waved him off hoping to be able to finally get back to his snack.

  “If you continue wasting your life like this, you’ll never amount to anything,” The dark male hissed at his brother. He didn’t understand what had made him this way. He was still his bubbly idiotic happy self when they first got here, but now? He’d become entirely useless, an asshole, and down right a nuisance to be around.

  “And they’re your family too, but you’re too busy hating everything to even notice,” Horus snarled, pissed off about his brother’s seemingly unfounded hatred towards Horus’s family with Venia.

  "I didn't sign up for any of it!" he snarled back, getting within inches of his brother's face, "I agreed to go along with you cause I thought it would just be me and you like it always had been then she came along and now you think you're better than your dear old brother".

  "You changed so I changed too, it's only nature, brother".

  “You didn’t agree to anything! We were taken from Egypt and sold to Lurco! GET OVER IT ALREADY. It’s been two years! How much longer are you going to be such a shitty person you won’t even acknowledge your family?” He snarled, getting into his brother’s face, teal eyes ablaze.

  “You’ve changed into a worse person. You’re someone I don’t even want to call my brother,” He glared at his brother, who even was he anymore. Certainly not the man he grew up with.

  "That's perfectly fine with me, as far as I'm concerned I never had a brother, if the very sight of me is too much of a nuisance for you then I'll do us bother a favour, I'll find somewhere else to stay" he snorts "then you can have the life you want and I'll have mine and be so happy to never have you in my life anymore".

  “Seems as if happiness is unachievable with you around, so good riddance,” Horus hissed, aggressively turning away from his brother. “If you want to be alone the rest of your damn life, then you definitely got it,” He growled back to him, before leaving the room entirely.

  Amon Ra sneered at his brother's retreating back "The sooner the better" he mumbled to himself eyeing his now cold fish snack with disdain, with one swift paw he smacked it away from him, for once he had lost his appetite.

--

The two brothers have a big fight, Horus obviously not very happy with his brother's constant bad attitude towards his wife and family, as well as utter lack of respect towards anyone and anything. Amon-Ra does not take kindly to Horus's words, and the two have a huge fight, with both saying some incredibly harsh things to each other.

find out what happens next in their relationship soon!!

WC: 1,892
5 for proof of RP + 3 for word count + 4 for picture + 2 for proof of rp = 14 EP to Horus!
8 EP to Amon-Ra!

Amon-ra (c) 5igment
Horus and art (c) VertigoCrime

Description

  Horus found himself quite relaxed in his Massilian home. His childhood days of stealing for his owner back in Egypt seems so far away compared to where he was now. In this place where making a name for yourself seemed far more important than making friends or really even keeping up with family. The dark caracal had already begun making a name for himself, having captured four felines in his career already, with him not even being a hunter for a year. He was eager to continue proving himself to the other hunters, as well as to the woman he found himself fancying more and more, Venia. Even if he'd created a family with her now, he still felt the need to prove she had chosen the right man to be with.

  Although progressing your career amongst the hunters usually meant not being super active with your family, the caracal just couldn’t see himself ever leaving his brother Amon-Ra. The two had been through everything together, and he wanted to see his brother succeed just as much as he has.

  Since the day their ship docked in the grand portside city of Massilia and they had moved into their new home, Amon Ra had done nothing but live in the lap of luxury, eating what he wanted and when he wanted, sleeping all day and everyday and not tending to the duties he was expected to do, since being entered into the hunter program alongside his brother, whom he hardly saw these days.

  He yawned from his windowsill perch, stretching his forelegs out, outstretching his claws before bringing them into his face and turning over to peer into the bedroom he had taken residence in for his nap.

  The dark caracal laid about, taking a nice rest, a rather well deserved rest. From the multitude of raid this past year to capturing more felines during the year, the male found himself quite tired and in need of recovering. Although he wondered where his brother was, surely he’d be happy to see him back after of course being a lazy sack of potatoes and not doing any work. Although he loved his brother, he couldn’t help but find his lifestyle extremely abhorrent. Horus came here to stay here, not get taken away again like before, yet Amon-Ra seemed to have shut down ever since leaving Egypt. He used to be somewhat smart and helping him steal for his Egyptian owner, though now he seems to just be gaining more and more weight and not doing anything for a majority of his days.

  He was getting more worried about his brother. This lifestyle was not a good choice.

  The tan caracal yawns again from boredom as he considered what to do next when his nose twitched at a whiff of the familiar smell of fresh fish, the only thing he would move with effort for.

  He groans as he leans over the window sill, lifting his heavy body and hopping down, landing rather clumsily on the tile ground. His physique had changed drastically over the time he had lived here, in less than a year, his once young, slender body had become plump and round, often struggling with excessive physical activities.

  Horus laid his head down, closing his icy eyes and sighing, finally glad to be back home, where he could spend more time with Venia, his family, and his brother. His worn out muscles tinged in pain, but rest would overcome him before any soreness would stop him from sleeping. "It's good to be home," Horus smiled, curling up on a soft pillow.(edited)

  Amon Ra sauntered over to the kitchen enticed by the aroma of the lunch being prepared, letting out a mew to alert the cook of his presence rubbing up against his leg as lovingly as he could, knowing how easily he could get what he wanted from the man.

  The man presses his flour stained fingers to his lips as he slipped a couple of sardines down to the the begging cat "Off with you now, before the master tells you off again, Amon", he winks as the caracal appeared to give a nod his mouth filled with the two fish as he sauntered back out happy with his effortless catch, planning to find a good spot to eat his snack.

  His claws clicked against the cool tile floors of the long hallway leading to the bedrooms, entering one of the more cooler rooms, with the comfiest bed.

  The dark caracal nearly passed out once he heard the clacking of claws on the floors of the home. He hesitantly peering through half closed eyes in the direction of the noise. Amon, Horus thought with a slightly annoyed feeling, wanting to relax and pass out. Though it seemed as if the male's brother was going to join him in his comfy pillow covered bed. "Ugh please be quiet..." Horus grumbled, his exhaustion making him not want to talk now, though with his brother being here, that was likely impossible.

  The tan caracal's ears perked as he prepped himself to leap up onto the bed, having to cling onto the sheets with his claws to heave himself up and over, dropping his fish snack as he did so. "Oh, brother, you sure are a surprise? Found time off from your hunting friends for once?" he was rather blunt in his comment, not hiding his dislike towards his brother's job.

  “You’d have friends if you weren’t such a fat hermit,” Horus grumbled with an annoyed glance at his brother. He was trying to sleep and yet he still comes up here to pester him about his good work. “You do know you’re a hunter as well and should be capturing as well correct?” His brother’s disregard to the job given to him by their master annoyed the dark caracal. They were trying to make this home work were they not? It seemed to Horus that Amon-Ra was keen on leaving it.

  "Of course I do, how much of an idiot to you take me for, brother? I'm merely biding my time and besides this was your idea not mine" he retorts munching on his first fish rather sloppily

  “Biding your time for what? To become a gelatinous blob by eating food given to you and not giving back to the hand that feeds you?” Horus grumbled, he could not imagine a less grateful feline than his brother. The least he could do is at least do his city duties, going on patrol, looking after captured cats. But even then he doesn’t do that much.

  Amon sneered at his comments, dropping the half eaten fish from his mouth to glare at his beloved brother "At least I'm further away from being a common dog, do you sit and roll over for them too, Horus? Whilst I am grateful for the food and shelter that does not mean that human is entitled to my protection let alone this city".

  "Oh? You're further away from being a common dog?" Horus sneered, with a big of a grin appearing on his face, "At least a dog knows when to give back, unlike the street rat you continue to be." Their lives in Egypt ended a year ago, why his brother could not move past it still confused him. Why was he so stuck in the past that he refused to better himself and let his own emotions and hatred consume him with the food he eats.

  "You could have been great along side me, but you choose to consume your emotions," The dark caracal scoffed, looking at the half eaten fish on the floor with disgust.

  The tan caracal rolled his eyes although there was some truth to his brother's words he refused to agree with them or give any acknowledgement towards them.

  "I can still be great with or without you, besides you've got other cats lined up to be your sidekicks" he murmured, letting his jealousy slip.

  "Great without me? You're already the bane of anyone's existence, and that's the complete opposite of great, man. You haven't done anything since we got here," Horus sighed, damn near rolling his eyes into the back of his head, inwardly annoyed, truly being on the end of dealing with his brother's total lack of interest in doing anything with his life. He was 100% a freeloader, and at least Horus proved the two deserved to be there by being a great hunter, but his brother? Nothing. He's done nothing to prove his worth. If it weren't for Horus, he could be certain Lurco would've kicked his brother out by now for being wholly nothing more than a useless fat pet.

  Amon Ra rolled his own eyes becoming more agitated at his brother's persistence, "And right now you're my bane, you have your little happy family to go bother so go" he waved him off hoping to be able to finally get back to his snack.

  “If you continue wasting your life like this, you’ll never amount to anything,” The dark male hissed at his brother. He didn’t understand what had made him this way. He was still his bubbly idiotic happy self when they first got here, but now? He’d become entirely useless, an asshole, and down right a nuisance to be around.

  “And they’re your family too, but you’re too busy hating everything to even notice,” Horus snarled, pissed off about his brother’s seemingly unfounded hatred towards Horus’s family with Venia.

  "I didn't sign up for any of it!" he snarled back, getting within inches of his brother's face, "I agreed to go along with you cause I thought it would just be me and you like it always had been then she came along and now you think you're better than your dear old brother".

  "You changed so I changed too, it's only nature, brother".

  “You didn’t agree to anything! We were taken from Egypt and sold to Lurco! GET OVER IT ALREADY. It’s been two years! How much longer are you going to be such a shitty person you won’t even acknowledge your family?” He snarled, getting into his brother’s face, teal eyes ablaze.

  “You’ve changed into a worse person. You’re someone I don’t even want to call my brother,” He glared at his brother, who even was he anymore. Certainly not the man he grew up with.

  "That's perfectly fine with me, as far as I'm concerned I never had a brother, if the very sight of me is too much of a nuisance for you then I'll do us bother a favour, I'll find somewhere else to stay" he snorts "then you can have the life you want and I'll have mine and be so happy to never have you in my life anymore".

  “Seems as if happiness is unachievable with you around, so good riddance,” Horus hissed, aggressively turning away from his brother. “If you want to be alone the rest of your damn life, then you definitely got it,” He growled back to him, before leaving the room entirely.

  Amon Ra sneered at his brother's retreating back "The sooner the better" he mumbled to himself eyeing his now cold fish snack with disdain, with one swift paw he smacked it away from him, for once he had lost his appetite.

--

The two brothers have a big fight, Horus obviously not very happy with his brother's constant bad attitude towards his wife and family, as well as utter lack of respect towards anyone and anything. Amon-Ra does not take kindly to Horus's words, and the two have a huge fight, with both saying some incredibly harsh things to each other.

find out what happens next in their relationship soon!!

WC: 1,892
5 for proof of RP + 3 for word count + 4 for picture + 2 for proof of rp = 14 EP to Horus!
8 EP to Amon-Ra!

Amon-ra (c) 5igment
Horus and art (c) VertigoCrime