Archer's POV

I snarled, urging Farrell to charge at me with his claws. I in no way intended to take down my brother as it would be almost impossible to do so. Even in his mid shift he was still stronger than I. 

"Come on!" I yelled through my hard glare. He was angry and I knew he wanted to let out some steam so I didn't mind getting a few bruises. I don't know exactly what Star had said to him but I do know that it had hurt badly and probably brought back bad memories. 

I wished I could say Farrell has been doing fine but that would...