Vixen pulled xan by his wrist and made him collide his back against the opposite wall with a hard thud.

Xan stared at his brother like he had suddenly become tongue-tied.

Vixen held him pinned to the wall by his shoulder, grazing his eyes at him.

" Xan. You shouldn't raise your arm to hit katrina. I'm saying this...it's for a good reason."

" What other good reason should I believe? She's just too rude and she thinks she can control everyone in here?!. She needs to be taught to use some sense!" Xan yelled.

" I understand that as well, xan. From the face of things, she needs help...