| Amir |
Male | 1 Year, 8 Months Old | Evil Son #2 | Panthera Leo (Lion) | Location: ???| Mentions: Darker Light, Taka, Xena, Lynx

The scolding from his mother slipped right off of him, already used to the raised voice that commonly emerged from his mother. Amir's focus was on other matters as his mother growled his ear off. Draconid eyes settled on the primal that had entered the clearing, a low growl escaping him. However, as soon as his father's harsh voice filled the atmosphere, his ears pinned back instinctively. He would watch the interaction between the two monarchs closely, brow furrowing. Him and his mother weren't particularly close. Not as close as she was with her other cubs. Still, there was a respect that Amir had for her, one only created by the bond of a mother-son relationship. If his father had any plans on attacking Darker Light, Amir would fight back with all the fury he could muster. Even if it meant more potential scarring, he would do it.

However, Prince Amir's attacks would do nothing but slide right off of Lynx, a primal of hefty size. If he wanted to do any true damage to the other male, Amir would have to catch him by surprise. So, he waited for his family to start walking before following after them. He'd trail behind them, eyes darting back and forth between his father and mother. No matter how hard he tried to prevent it, his heart was beating at incredible paces, simply caused by the mere presence of his parental figure.

Despite his initial assumption, nothing could stop the shock that consumed the youngest prince as his father hit his mother. A fierce snarl escaped him. Typically, he wasn't the one standing up to his father, that was usually Taka. His eldest brother could handle himself with ease, already in knowledge of their father's fighting style. His eyes would shift towards his brother, watching to see if the large male would do anything about the attack. You're taking too long, Taka. If you won't do anything, I will. Amir would think to himself before letting out another growl, raising his head as he watched his father leave.

"You good for nothing piece of shit." Amir would spat, rushing forwards so he would be at his father's ear shot. This was his first time ever standing up to his monster of a father. Adrenaline coursed through him, his heart raced faster than any rabbit running from a predator. "You may have a right to punish us but in no way do you have a right to punish our mother." The adolescent's voice was laced with a deep growl. Despite his growing size, he was only reached half way to his father's towering size. That didn't stop him though, his father would listen. "Hitting your queen is absolutely pathetic, does it make you feel stronger? Hitting a lioness half your damn size? Is that the only way you'll feel good about yourself?! You're an absolute joke, Lynx, and you dare call yourself a king." The words came out in a roar, his head would raise up, a sneer on his face. Perhaps, his roar was not as booming as the older male relatives in his family but it was laced with rage and anger. Those simple emotions made it a lot louder than usual, more intimidating. Intimidating to his father though? Likely not.

| Amir |
Male | 1 Year, 8 Months Old | Evil Son #2 | Panthera Leo (Lion) | Location: ???| Mentions: Darker Light, Taka, Xena, Lynx

The adolescent wasn't sure what he was expecting as his father turned around. Why had he done that? All of a sudden, he felt like the sick, puny cub he was born as. A cub who looked up to his father, believing he could do no wrong and believing that his mother was the definition of saint itself. That was ruined though as soon as he entered adolescence. Now, he felt all sorts of mixed emotions. Amir knew the world wasn't black and white, there were all different shades of gray. However, as he looked straight at his father, all he could see was the devil himself. A low huff would escape him. "Fine." He would utter, walking forwards.

Amir was sure that his body was displaying careless movements, as if, this didn't dwell on him anymore than a simple scratch behind his ear. However, he knew that there was fear in his normally void eyes, fear that only his father was familiar with and could identify. Clenching his jaw, Amir took a single breath in. Also getting into a crouch, Amir lowered to the ground. All of a sudden, his senses were ten times better than usual. He could smell the earth beneath him, hear the slight buzzing of flies, feel the pawsteps of his siblings as they arrived beside him. A surge of anger filled him. He could fight his own battles, he asked for this. Why were they here?

There was relief at the sight of his sister. Apart of the first litter of his mother and father. She too, he'd say, was not amongst the favorite of the siblings. Taka was the eldest, he knew diplomacy and was in control of his actions. A fair ruler in most eyes'. Xena, despite finding herself in troubles often, had promising potential of becoming a great assassin. Her and their mother had a bonding factor. Even him, Amir, while often punished with pain, was at least not forgotten like his elder sister. That, was a pain, that Amir could only imagine. However, he wasn't here to sympathize with her. He was here to teach Lynx a lesson. Or at least, try to. What could he do against such beastly strength? Lynx was in touch with their primal ancestors. While Amir too had that primal beast in his genetics, it didn't show and he wasn't connected to it.

His throat had grown dry. He tried to swallow some saliva to no avail, resulting in a gulp. A low growl escaped him. How embarrassing. He grew even more enraged by the sight of his elder brother stepping forward. "Taka," Amir would growl, tail lashing out from behind him. "This isn't your fight, it's mine." There was a certain anger that gnawed at him. Perhaps, he did display some sort of attribute from his primal ancestors. Did his brother really look down on him that much? Did he think he couldn't finish what he started? The rational part of his brain argued with him. No, Amir was being an idiot. He was a mere adolescent, his father was a monster. He couldn't take him on, no matter how he tried. Taka was simply trying to avoid the fight, as Amir should have done to begin with.

That only angered him more. He could see feats in his brother that made him envious. No wonder they were so fond of him. Taka was a perfect heir, Amir was positive he'd be the one taking the crown after the death of his parents. However, this whole chivalrous act filled him with disdain. A righteous code, oh, how he hated it.

| Amir |
Male | 1 Year, 8 Months Old | Evil Son #2 | Panthera Leo (Lion) | Location: ???| Mentions: Taka, Rika'ni, Lynx

No words left Amir as his father walked away. Amir simply watched him leave, tail lashing out in fury. Of course, his older siblings had to butt into business that wasn't their own. Relief also gnawed at him, however, he adamantly ignored it. Sure, he was scared but who wouldn't be. He didn't understand why his siblings thought it was their business to loom over him as if they were his parents rather than Darker Light and Lynx. Amir made sure to bite his tongue until his father was no longer in sight, vanishing into the tall grass. After he made sure the coast was clear, the adolescent turned back to his brother.

He was met with his father's cold blue hues, a shadow cast over Amir as Taka towered over him. There he was again, looking down on him. How dare he? Amir growled, hardening the features shown around his eyes that weren't covered by his mask. "I had it handled. Next time, keep your tail out where it doesn't belong." The young prince answered back, returning the look with a harsh one of his own. He didn't move a muscle, didn't even let a breath out. All he was focused on doing was returning his older brother's stoic demeanor with his own. The only real sign of irritation was his clenched jaw, only visible from the side due to his mask rather than the front.

As his brother took his leave, Amir's permanently narrowed eyes trailed after him. A low huff escaped him and he turned his attention onto his older sister. "You too. I had it handled. Taka always wants to be the center of attention, he can't stand when he's not." The adolescent would state, rolling his eyes as he glared down at the ground angrily. "But you," He would begin, eyes trailing back up to the lioness. They were back to their careless, half-lidded state. "I certainly didn't expect to see you, Rika'ni. While it's always a sight to see you, you should have kept your nose out of it." Amir would grumpily grouch, the typical scowl returning on his face.